"Lucas and his team were outnumbered," Sister Miriam continues, her eyes flickering to Lucas. He remains stoic, but I can feel the tension radiating from him. "They managed to evacuate most of the civilians, but the fighting was..." She pauses, looking thoughtful. "Brutal."
I swallow hard, my imagination filling in the blanks with scenes of chaos and bloodshed. My grip on Lucas's hand tightens.
"In the midst of the battle, he pushed himself beyond his limits. He tapped into a power most alphas cannot access without severe consequences."
My brows pull together. "What do you mean?"
Sister Miriam's gaze is intense as she looks at me. "There's a reason alphas are so revered, Ava. They possess abilities that go beyond what ordinary wolves can do. But accessing those abilities comes at a cost."
I shiver at the implications of her words. "What kind of cost?"
