Chapter 48: The Emotional Rift from Lyra's Point of View
The woods don't attack us.
That is the Cruel part.
The wolves that were all around the ravine never moved forward. They stay just out of the moonlight, with glowing eyes and still bodies. Looking. Taking measurements. Waiting.
Raine stands tall even though his side is covered in blood. Luna is close enough to touch him, her shoulder almost brushing his arm, but she doesn't look at him. Her jaw is tight and her eyes are fixed on the shadows.
Minutes go by slowly.
Then a voice breaks the quiet.
"Alpha Raine."
It comes from the dark, smooth, and calm, as if the speaker already knows how this story will end.
A tall, broad figure steps forward, showing the mark of a pack from the north. His smile is nice. Too nice.
"I was curiou
