LYRA VALORICThe moment we crossed fully into pack territory, I felt it.

The shift.

It was not physical, not something I could point to and name, but it pressed against my skin all the same. The air felt heavier, charged with awareness. Wolves were watching. Sensing. Judging.

Every step I took beside Lucian felt like walking through a narrow corridor lined with blades.

Whispers followed us almost immediately. I did not need heightened hearing to know what they were saying. Their eyes said ...