Chapter 32: The Traitor's Shadow
The med bay's sterile glow did little to ease the knot of unease in Lyra's chest as she watched Elias sleep, his breaths steady but labored. Outside, the fortress buzzed with preparations, but the shadow of betrayal loomed larger than any Nightclaw assault. Kael's presence at her side was a comfort, his hand warm on her shoulder, yet she sensed the storm brewing—not just in the war rooms, but in the fractured loyalties of their pack. As whispers of a relic ritual echoed through the comms, Lyra knew the time for caution had passed; deception must be unveiled before it consumed them all.
Kael's thumb stroked the tense line of her neck. "He's safe now because of you," he murmured, his voice a low rumble in the quiet room. "Your brother has more courage than I gave him credit for."
