Lyra
As we walked out of the pack house, a wave of relief washed over me. I was finally leaving the pack and all its painful memories behind. But that relief didn’t last long.
Guards appeared out of nowhere, forming a tight semicircle around us. “I’m afraid you’re not going anywhere,” one of them growled, his eyes locked right on me.
Thorian, Soren, and Vaelin stepped closer to me at once, creating a solid wall of protection.
“What’s going on here?” Thorian demanded, his voice steady and strong.
The guard sneered. “Alpha’s orders. You’re not leaving the pack. Especially not with… her.”
My heart dropped. After everything we had talked about earlier, the Alpha still wouldn’t let me go? He knew the pack members would keep hating me because I was half-blood, so why stop me when I was rea
