Lyra POV
The moment I stepped through the portal, I felt it—this was home.
I emerged in the same spot where I had vanished into the other realm, and I didn’t need to think twice about where to go. I knew the way back to the castle like the back of my hand.
I started running, my pace slower than I remembered because of the weight of my swollen stomach, but I didn’t care. That uneasy, gut-wrenching feeling in my chest was getting stronger by the second, and it pushed me to move faster, harder.
Elias was in trouble. I could feel it.
When I finally reached the castle, I saw the wolves racing into the forest for their pack run, but Elias wasn’t with them. He was still here. I followed the pull of his scent and the dread flooding my chest, rounding the corner to the patio—just in time to se
