troy her pack. As they finally managed to extract some useful information from the werewolf, Lyra felt a strange sensation wash over her. The moon was full overhead, casting an silver glo

rest, making her hackles rise. "What is it?" she whispered back. Kael's eyes gleamed in the moonlight. "I think it's a guardian." Lyra's heart skipped a beat. Guardians were ancient, powerful beings tasked with protecting the supernatural community. What was one doing here? As they watched, a massive, shadowy form emerged from the trees. Lyra's