"Our pack is under attack," his voice echoes through the mind-link. "Who dares come to my territory?" My mind is in a frenzy as I hold Lyra tightly to me, feeling a mix of protectiveness and anger.

In a swift motion, I storm toward Tristan. "How dare you!" I shout, shock and fear evident on his face.

"How dare you attack my pack," I continue. "You didn't bring Lyra to me when I called you two days ago. And now you choose to attack my pack?" My anger burns hot.

He looks at me with fear evident ...