IRIS POV - CHAPTER 71
The morning felt wrong long before anything actually happened.
It wasn’t something I could see or touch, not something I could point to and explain in a way that would make sense to anyone else, but the moment I stepped into the main hall of the pack house and felt the quiet shift of energy around me, I knew something had settled into place overnight that did not belong there.
People moved normally.
Voices carried through the room in low conversation.
The rhythm of the pack remained intact.
And yet—
It all felt slightly out of alignment, like something unseen had shifted just enough to throw everything off balance.
I paused just inside the doorway, my gaze sweeping across the room instinctively as I took in the familiar presence of each person gathered there,
