"Our pack is under attack," his voice echoes through the mind-link. "Who dares come to my territory?" My mind is in a frenzy as I hold Lyra tightly to me, feeling a mix of protectiveness and anger.

In a swift motion, I storm toward Tristan. "How dare you!" I shout, shock and fear evident on his face.

"How dare you attack my pack," I continue. "You didn't bring Lyra to me when I called you two days ago. And now you choose to attack my pack?" My anger burns hot.

He looks at me with fear evident in his eyes, stammering, "I didn't do anything." I lock eyes with him,...