Lyra's POV

I knew I needed to leave this place; I had to reach Xadrien and return to my pack.

If what the woman had said is true, my father was freed, and he would unleash his cruelty on the pack members because of me. I couldn't bear to see more bloodshed on my account anymore. With Varken gone, from my view, the camp was busier than easier this morning, as everyone was tending to their wounds and mourning their dead, so it wasn't too difficult to leave.

I ran in my wolf form, with my ...