Eryx POV
I resumed my relentless pacing. The worn carpet of my office did nothing to steady me in my boots. My mind, usually calm and controlled, refused to settle. Something was coming. I didn’t need a seer or a magician to tell me that. I could feel it in the charged silence of the forest, in the way the air itself seemed to hold its breath. The pack felt it too, even if they didn’t know how to name it yet.
War.
I stopped by the window, staring out at the dark stretch of trees, my reflection faint in the glass. Then I spun on my heel and started pacing again, faster this time. Where was Rachael? The question struck hard, sharp and unwelcome. I already knew the answer. She would have gone to see Athena. Obviously.
I left my office and moved down the hall, my presence alone enough to q
