Lyra
My eyes snapped open the moment the ringing tore through my sleep. I grabbed my phone without looking at the screen, too out of it to even think about checking who was calling. I figured it was someone from the pack, maybe a friend checking in. But the second the call connected and that voice came through, I wished I had never picked up.
“Lyra, you traitor.” The growl was slow and deliberate. “I should have known you’d run away like the coward you are.”
My heart sank instantly. I recognised the Alpha from my old pack. I had hoped, genuinely hoped — that I would never have to hear that voice again.
“What do you want?” I tried to keep my voice steady, but my heart was already going too fast.
“You think you can just leave and join another pack?” The sneer in his voice was unmistakab
