Chapter 29: The Rogue Trap
Lyra's point of view
It felt wrong when the forest went quiet.
Not peaceful. Not calm.
Hungry.
The warrior leading us slowed down and then stopped. His shoulders became stiff, and his smell became sharp with worry. Raine raised a hand right away, telling everyone to be quiet. We all stopped.
I paid attention.
There are no birds. No bugs. The wind even seemed to hold its breath.
I whispered, "This is a trap."
Raine glanced at me with sharp eyes. "Stay close."
I nodded, but my heart was already racing. My wolf was pacing around inside me, its fur bristling and instincts screaming danger.
There were clear tracks on the ground ahead—too clear. Dirt that had been scraped. Twigs that are broken and almost neat.
"They want us to see this," I said.
Raine rep
