For a moment, none of us moved. The moonlight spilled across the footprints like it wanted to highlight how wrong they were. Too sharp. Too clean. Too deliberate. My heart hammered against my ribs, and my wolf pressed so hard into my consciousness I almost staggered. The air tasted strange, like static and cold metal, the exact mix that always made my stomach twist. Every instinct screamed that something had been standing right there not long ago. Something aware. Something watching.
Then everything happened at once.
“Jack. Beau.” My voice cracked on the second name. “Look.”
Both twins were out of bed in less than a second. They half shifted instinctively, claws sliding out, eyes flooding gold. They stood on either side of me like something might jump through the window at any moment. T
