~Daphne And Arden Scent Still Present~

EIRA

Daphne and Arden were gone. Their scent had faded from the guest wing, but the absence they left behind was loud. Wolves noticed when something slipped away too cleanly.

I finished tying Lyra’s hair while Aiden sat at the table, drumming his fingers. He was restless. Thirteen was coming fast, and the closer it got, the more his wolf pushed at the edges.

“You’re going to break the table,” I warned.

“I’m bored,” he said. “Training ...