I barely had time to process what the Moon Goddess had told me as I swung open the door to the cabin. The moment I stepped into the hallway, the sound of raised voices hit me like a wave, and what I saw made my heart lurch in my chest.
Lyra was standing nose to nose with Ivy, her face contorted with anger. Ivy’s fists were clenched at her sides, her eyes blazing with a fire I hadn’t seen in a long time. Justin stood to the side, his arms wrapped around Ryder, who was thrashing in his grip, fury radiating off him in waves. His eyes were glowing red, his sharp teeth bared as a deep, guttural growl rumbled in his throat.
And then I saw it—a red handprint, stark against the pale skin of Ryder’s face.
“What the hell is going on?” I shouted, tightening the towel around myself as I rushed forw
