SKYE POV - CHAPTER 72
Something was wrong.
It wasn’t loud.
It wasn’t obvious.
It wasn’t the kind of danger that announced itself with violence or chaos or the sharp edge of an incoming threat that I could see, track, and destroy before it reached my pack.
This was quieter than that.
Subtle.
Persistent.
The kind of wrongness that slipped beneath the surface and stayed there, just out of reach, like something moving beneath still water where you could not see it clearly but knew, instinctively, that it did not belong.
And I had learned a long time ago not to ignore that feeling.
I stood near the edge of the training grounds, watching the pack move through their morning drills with a focus that looked normal to anyone else but felt slightly off to me, as if the rhythm was just a fra
