Aria’s steps were slow, deliberate and filled entirely with purpose. Each echo of her boots against the stone floor sent pangs of fear into the hearts of every wolf who heard it.

The silence that had fallen over the courtyard was absolute. Even as she walked, her eyes never left Lyra, she didn’t care about Orion’s frown or his narrowed gaze.

Right now, her sight was only on her step sister. The air was taut between them and filled with so much energy that all the wolves hiding in ...