Mira's POV

We'd been tracking Kael's bond for three hours when the messenger found us. One of Lyra's rebels, running full sprint, face pale with panic. "Darius launched the attack," he gasped. "Blackridge is burning." Lyra went rigid beside me. "When?"

"Dawn. He didn't wait for your order." The rebel's eyes were wild. "Marcus is trying to hold, but they're outnumbered. Darius isn't trying to take the city, he's destroying it." I felt the blood drain from my face. My former pack, the wolves I'd ...