Chapter 16—The Rival Alpha
Lyra's point of view
Dawn came too soon.
When I went outside, the sky was still grey, and the cold cut through my cloak. The camp was already up. Wolves walked in straight lines. Steel whispered to leather. Nobody laughed. No one said more than they had to.
There was danger in the air.
I held on to the clasp on my cloak at my throat and made myself breathe slowly. At this point, I was Luna. I had learnt how to stay still even when fear tried to make me move.
Still, my heart looked for him.
Raine was standing near the edge of the camp and giving orders. He looked like the Alpha that everyone was afraid of: straight back, sharp eyes, and a calm voice. I didn't see the man who had been too close to me last night. There was no sign of the wolf who had talked w
