VERA’S POV

It’s been nine days of hell—of walking on ice.

The pack was no longer the same. There was an edginess in everyone. Not after Lyra’s display in the presence of the council of elders and whispers of her abilities—

An Aethera.

I sighed loudly. My body was shaking every time I did. This was now my new normal. Breathing hard in fear. A few people around me probably assumed it was because of the thought of the loss of my child, but it wasn’t.

It was meant to be an easy ...