Chapter 35: A Time of Weakness
Lyra's point of view
With Marcus in front of us, the forest seemed smaller.
Not because of his size or strength, but because of the way he smiled, as if he already knew how the story would end.
Before I could think, Raine moved. He took half a step in front of me, not blocking my view or hiding me—he was just there. Good. Now.
Protective, but not in a way that makes me feel weak.
“Marcus,” Raine said in a calm voice. Not too calmly. "Step back."
Marcus laughed slowly and softly, and his eyes sparkled in the moonlight. "Still barking orders, Alpha?" Even when you are outnumbered?
The shadows behind him moved. I saw at least four figures, and they were wolves, not rogues. Members of the pack. Not ours.
My stomach turned.
Marcus went on, "They're not a
