CHAPTER 51

Serena POV

The moment the horn sounded, the world inside the Summit arena shifted.

It felt as if the ground itself inhaled and held the breath hostage.

Every stone. Every wolf. Every Elder. Every heartbeat.

Held.

Pinned.

Waiting.

I felt it inside my bones, a resonant hum of dread and anticipation. I felt it in the curve of my belly where my child pressed against my ribs, a hard, insistent pressure, as if they, too, sensed the storm gathering and were trying to brace for ...