THIRD PERSON POV

“When were you planning to tell me?” Xavier looked torn as he stared at Lyra.

He wasn’t the only one. The entire BloodFang pack gathered outside the pack house by the shore. Lyra had called for a meeting. Dimitri had gone to arrange with the army where they were camped. He had been in the Shadow Claw pack for five days, and it was time to leave the North. She had promised to go with him. She didn’t have a choice. There was a throne waiting for her to take; it was not ...