Adult themes warning
(Asher's POV)
The forest was alive with scents and sounds, each one a clue in the trail I was following. Lyra's familiar lavender scent intertwined with Lucian's earthier musk, leading me deeper into the woods. My pack waited behind, per my orders. This was something I needed to face alone.
"Be careful, Alpha," Beta Kieran had warned before I left. "The Rogues could still be out there."
I appreciated his concern, but my mind was focused on one thing only: finding Lyra and my brother.
As I pushed through a dense thicket, the air suddenly changed. A sweet, heady fragrance washed over me, making my head spin. I paused, my wolf stirring restlessly beneath my skin. Something wasn't right here.
