Clarissa
I never planned to be anyone's savior, especially not Lyla.
The pack house was unusually quiet as I made my way through the corridors. Most of the warriors were patrolling the borders, and the remaining pack members were busy preparing for what Nathan had called "the coming change." I didn't know exactly what that meant, but the gleam in his eyes sent shivers down my spine when he spoke of it.
Something wasn't right. Nathan had been acting strange for days now, and my sister—no, my step-sister—had been missing since yesterday. No one seemed concerned except my mother, Luna Vanessa, who had cornered me earlier with fear in her eyes.
"Find Lyla," she had whispered urgently. "Something's happened. I can feel it."
