KARIN
I woke to sharp voices echoing in the hallway outside our rooms. They were low but urgent, the kind that pull you out of sleep before your mind catches up.
Through the bond, I felt Rowan wake at the same moment. His awareness snapped into place, fast and alert, like a blade drawn from its sheath.
“What time is it?” I asked, my voice thick with sleep. My body resisted even that small movement.
“Three in the morning,” he said. He was already sitting up, reaching for his clothes. “And those voices mean trouble.”
Before either of us could say more, the door opened hard. Jonah Hale stepped inside, followed by Elder Nyxara. They did not wait for permission. One look at their faces sent a chill straight through me.
“Alpha. Luna,” Jonah said. His tone was tight. “We have a situation.
