LENA’S POV

The clearing I stood in, felt wrong, in every single way possible.

It wasn't hostile, it was much worse than that.

It felt like a near pin drop away from exploding and chaos erupting.

Ironclaw stood to one side, disciplined and silent, their lines clean and controlled.

Moonfang gathered opposite them, looser and much restless.

The space between them was wide enough to be a battlefield, narrow enough to ignite.

And I stood right in the middle of it.

I barely registered ...