[Damian]

I watched the impossible healing. Who is she?

Lyra grabbed the little Rare with her teeth and threw her toward the house again. My logic, my prejudice, everything I believed about social order, dissolved in a rush of inexplicable, protective fury. And not for Lyra.

For…her.

“Lyra, stop!” I bellowed, the sound tearing from my chest, my Lycan responding without my consent.

“I said don’t!” Zphreya snapped at me. Her eyes flashed, her incisors elongating in a silent threat, ...