KIERAN’S POV
My phone buzzed just after I’d finished reviewing Daniel’s training footage for the day.
My mind was still half-focused on the way my son had squared his shoulders after being knocked down, refusing to stay down even when he was exhausted, so I wasn’t paying much attention.
Then I saw her name on the screen, and my heart kicked against my ribs.
Sera.
I opened the message, expecting something about Daniel—maybe a last-minute concern, a question, a reminder.
Instead…
Sera: I’m letting you know this in case something happens to Daniel and I’m unreachable. I’m heading out of town for a few days to visit Lucian’s pack in the south. If anything comes up, contact Maya—she knows how to reach me.
I read it again. Three times. Ten times.
Each word sharpened in my chest until it felt like my lungs were working around a blade lodged somewhere inside them.
‘Lucian’s pack.’
She was going to Lucian Reed’s pack.
It shouldn’t have hit this hard.
