Thorian’s POV
Something in my gut told me the Obsidian Pack was behind Lyra’s disappearance, and I couldn’t push the feeling away no matter how hard I tried. The image of her trapped somewhere in their territory, frightened and by herself, kept forcing its way back into my mind. It was all the motivation I needed to stop waiting.
I called Soren and Vaelin and told them everything I had worked out. “We need to move now,” I said, my voice leaving no room for doubt. “I believe Lyra is being held somewhere inside Obsidian territory.”
Soren’s voice was solid and sure. “Then let’s get ready and go. We’re bringing her back, Thorian.”
Vaelin’s response rumbled out like a growl. “Those Obsidian wolves are going to regret the day they touched her.”
My eyes went cold. “We’re getting Lyra back. N
