That night, Caleb couldn't sleep. His mind kept spinning with questions that had no good answers. Why was Rowan acting like a monster? Why was Lyra suddenly so cruel? And why did Aria's wolf seem to sense danger everywhere?

He got dressed quietly and slipped out of his room. The pack house was dark and quiet, but something felt off. The air itself seemed thick and wrong, like a storm was coming.

Caleb had grown up in this house. He knew every creaky floorboard, every shadow, every ...