IRIS POV - CHAPTER 57
The surge still lingered in the air long after the walls had stopped trembling.
It clung to the corridors like the memory of thunder—unseen but felt, threaded through the beams of the pack house and woven into the silence that followed. Even now, hours later, my skin prickled faintly, as though the energy Skyler and Tyler had unleashed refused to fully dissipate.
The pack had settled.
The whispers had quieted.
Doors had closed.
But my mind would not.
I stood near the tall windows of Skye’s office, looking out over Blue Lake. The water reflected the moon in a long silver path that stretched toward the shore, steady and unbroken, a stark contrast to the chaos that had shaken us earlier.
So much power in two wolves who could barely stand to look at each other.
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