Chapter 13 — Wolves at the Door
Lyra’s POV
The hall was still.
It was as if time had stopped.
The instant the guard spoke my name, every sound vanished.
Lyra Hale.
Not Luna.
Not leader.
Not mask.
Me.
I felt Raine before I even turned to him. The bond flared, a living thing, searing and intense, battering against the defenses I'd erected over the years. My wolf howled, not in agony, but in understanding.
Mate.
Raine took a step back, unsteady.
“No,” he breathed.
Kael moved without hesitation, placing himself between us. “Explain,” he ordered the guard.
The guard's throat worked. “The eastern watch spotted a rogue pack moving quickly. A large group. They crossed the old borders.”
Raine’s voice was raw. “That scent… it shouldn’t exist.”
I raised my chin. “It does.”
All eyes
