Lyra
Under attack! What on earth did that even mean?
My heart hammered hard as the urgent shout hit me. “Everybody take cover!” My feet slammed against the floor while I raced to the door. I shoved it open and the hallway was pure chaos.
Servants and guards rushed past, faces tight and focused. I caught the Obsidian Pack emblem on their uniforms, the symbol of everything our Pack stood for. My breath caught as the weight of it all sank in.
I dashed out into the hallway, feet slapping the cold stone. I followed the flow of guards, eyes wide with a mix of fear and adrenaline. They spilled into the courtyard where even more waited, weapons already drawn.
I could hear their voices in the distance shouting orders, but everything blurred together as more voices piled on at once.
I pushed t
