_Lisa’s POV_
I sat on the soft couch in Rylan’s study, staring at my hands.
They were still trembling.
I couldn’t stop thinking about the tree. How it had split in half like someone had sliced it with a sword. But no one had touched it. No one had been near it.
Except me.
I wrapped my arms around myself as a shiver crawled down my spine.
Rylan paced in front of the fireplace. He was glancing at me every now and then.
“I’ve called the pack seer,” he said firmly. “She’ll be here within the hour.”
I looked up sharply. “The seer? Why?”
“To examine you,” he said simply, like it made perfect sense.
I blinked. “Examine me? Rylan, I’m not sick.”
He turned to face me. “No. But something is happening to you. That tree—it didn’t fall. It split cleanly. Like it was cut by a blade.”
I shook
