The howl echoed through the forest long after the sound should have faded.
Every hair on my body stood on end.
The village went silent.
Again.
It seemed silence had become Beaumont's newest habit.
Kieran's hand immediately dropped to the knife at his side.
Warriors along the wall straightened.
Alert.
Ready.
My father turned toward the northern tree line.
His expression hardened.
The Alpha was back.
Fully present.
Fully dangerous.
The sound hadn't belonged to anyone from Beaumont.
Everyone knew it.
The howl carried something unfamiliar.
Something cold.
Predatory.
Intentional.
A message.
My wolf pressed forward.
Not with fear.
Recognition.
The feeling sent a chill down my spine.
I stared into the darkening forest.
The trees swayed gently in the evening breeze.
Noth
