Chapter 22: The Threat in the Walls

Lyria’s POV The Keep slept or so it seemed. But the ember within me hummed, restless. Shadows lengthened along the stone, twisting into shapes that whispered danger. My wolf prowled beneath my skin, coiling and shifting, sensing predators I could not yet see. I pressed a finger to Kael’s chest. His breathing was slow, steady, but the bond pulsed between us, alert, warning. “They’re inside,” I whispered. His silver-white eyes snapped open. Instantly, the calm predator I knew became...