Ari's POV

I felt it then--the shift. Warriors exchanged glances. Some nodded eagerly. Others looked uneasy.

The ones who would die were they.

I muttered a spell over my breath, and a shimmer went flashing off. Only to the extent of exposing myself, enough to broaden my vision. The illusion moved forward and was floating near the group like a thin veil.

Rylan's voice dropped. There are... quieters amongst us. False hope that clings to them still.

A warrior swallowed. "You mean Alpha Lucius."

The smile of Rylan did not go to his eyes. I mean, anybody who will stand in the path of the survival of the pack.

Cold...