Chapter 19 The Pack's Judgment

Morning after their stolen moments under the moonlight, Lyra lay in the quiet aftermath of their connection. She could still feel the heat of Kaiden’s touch, the weight of his presence beside her. Her body hummed with a raw, newfound energy—one that came from the bond they had shared. But despite the fleeting peace, there was an undeniable tension in the air, a sense of looming uncertainty. The forest around them seemed to hold its breath, the trees silent as the weight of the previous night’s events settled over them. Lyra could feel it in the way the birds no longer sang, the wind no longer rustling through the leaves. The world felt still, as though it, too, was waiting for something. Kaiden shifted beside her, his body warm and solid as it pressed against hers. She could hear the faint sound of his breathing, steady but laced with something unspoken. His hand brushed against her shoulder, his fingers grazing her skin in the lightest of touches, but it was enough to send a shiver down her spine.