My heart pounds as if trying to break free from my chest.
Lucian’s head snaps toward the sound. “Stay close,” he orders, his voice firm as he strides toward the door. But I’m already moving, my feet carrying me forward before I’ve even made the decision to follow.
The cool night air hits my face like a slap as we step outside.
A sudden roar of flames explodes somewhere in the forest, throwing an angry orange light against the night sky. The scent of burning wood and singed earth assaults my senses, thick and choking.
“Kael is here,” I whisper, my heart seizing. “Shadow Ridge is attacking Darkfang.”
Lucian’s eyes narrow, and he inhales deeply, his nostrils flaring as he catches another scent. His gaze hardens, cutting through the night with deadly clarity. “There’s another pack with them…Crescent Moon.”
The revelation lands like a blow. I nod, my voice barely a whisper “Sabrina’s family’s pack. When Sabrina mated with Kael, the two packs formed an alliance.”
My mind reels, flashing through memories of Sabrina, Kael, and Ronan—now my enemies. Cade runs toward us, his face a mask of barely-contained rage, the Darkguard following behind. Cade’s eyes flick suspiciously to me, sharp and accusing.