_Dorian's POV_
Lyla's gaze never wavered as she looked at the seer. There was no shock in her expression, no disbelief—only a quiet acceptance that sent unease curling in my gut.
“I already know that I’m a Lunar Wolf,” she said softly.
The seer’s brow furrowed. “You… already know?”
Lyla nodded. “A witch confirmed it for me.”
The seer’s expression darkened. “A witch?” she echoed, her voice edged with suspicion. “Witches are rare nowadays. Who was it?”
Lyla hesitated, then spoke a name that sent a chill through me.
“Adeline. She lives in the Blood Moon Pack.”
The seer inhaled sharply, her silver eyes narrowing. “Adeline…” She spat the name like it was poison. “Yes, I know her. She is not someone you should trust.”
I stiffened. “What do you mean?”
The seer’s lips pressed into a thin
