She felt it through the priestess connection before any physical signal confirmed it.
A quality of disturbance in the pack bond, something pressing against the edges of what was normal, the way weather changed pressure before the storm arrived. She was in the library when it happened, in the early morning of the day after Kendrick's return, and she was on her feet before she had consciously decided to move.
Ashina felt it too. Seraphina knew because the connection between them, which had become sensitive enough to carry information without deliberate activation, registered the quality of Ashina's alertness shifting simultaneously with her own.
She went to find her.
Ashina was already in the corridor outside the library, moving toward the study with the particular purposeful quality she had when something required her immediate attention. They fell into step together without needing to discuss it.
"What is that?" Ashina asked.
