The heat in Lyralei’s chest exploded outward, and gold light burst from somewhere deep inside her, spreading across her skin in patterns she couldn’t understand and didn’t have time to process. Her vision blurred white, then gold, then something else entirely as the clearing around her began to dissolve like watercolors in rain.
The shadow wolves, the Alphas, the blood and chaos, all of it disappeared like smoke caught in wind, leaving her suspended in darkness for a single heartbeat before everything snapped into sharp, vivid focus.
What the f**k?
Lyralei stood in a massive hall where crystal chandeliers hung from carved wooden beams overhead and long tables covered in untouched food lined the walls. Pack members filled the space, all dressed in formal leathers and finery, all staring
