Rylan’s POV

I felt my heart nearly stop as recognition washed over me, a cold sweat breaking out on my skin. The voice was unmistakable; it was deep and authoritative, sending chills down my spine. It belonged to someone I had once considered a friend, trained alongside during those grueling days of alpha training.

“Rylan,” Lila whispered, her breath hot against my ear. “What’s happening? Who was that?”

“It's him,” I said, barely able to keep my voice steady. “Marcus. ...