“Stay close, princess,” one guard said, his voice steady but alert. “We’ll protect you.”
The other guard shifted into a defensive stance, scanning the shadows for any sign of danger.
“There’s something out there,” Tobias muttered, eyes narrowing.
Lyra’s fear mingled with confusion, her young mind unable to grasp the full extent of the peril that lurked nearby. Yet, a small voice within her urged her to be brave, to trust the strength her parents had instilled in her.
That was, until she saw something moved rapidly toward them, and a piercing scream echoed through the woods.
I stood in the bustling hall of our pack’s gathering house, surrounded by members preparing for the evening feast. My mind wandered back to Lyra, imagining her joy at the sacred spring. The celebration was supposed to be a day of happiness and unity, but a strange unease tugged at my thoughts.
Suddenly, my phone rang, jolting me from my reverie. I glanced at the screen and saw it was from Tobias, Aiden's Beta and one of Lyra's companion. My heart skipped a beat as I answered the call, hoping it was just a routine check-in.
“Mira here. What’s going on, Tobias?” I asked, trying to keep my voice steady.