Lyra - POV
Landon's wolf was growling low and steady at Dante. A warning, not an attack. Not yet.
"What is going on?" I breathed.
Landon's wolf snapped his head toward me. One sharp look back up, get out, move, and then return his focus to Dante. Dante's wolf wasn't looking at Landon at all. He was looking at me. Eyes locked, unblinking, with that kind of intensity that didn't feel threatening so much as possessive. He wanted me in the room. Landon wanted me out of it.
I stood frozen in the doorway, caught between the two of them.
Dante's wolf bared his teeth. The growl deepened, climbing toward something uglier. Bloodlust. I could feel it thickening the air.
"Landon." I kept my voice steady. "Shift back. Don't engage with him, please."
His wolf glanced at me. Just for a second.
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