Thorne's gaze froze.
Through the downpour, the figures of Elias Moretti and Lachlan gradually became clear.
His dark green vertical pupils contracted, glinting coldly. His gaze was like a dagger, fixed on Lachlan—the graceful and powerful Snow Leopard. It was clear his shattered Star Pattern had reformed.
"Where's Eva?" The two simple words, laced with suppressed fury, rang out chillingly in the downpour.
Lachlan looked at the unharmed Thorne, and a barely perceptible glimmer appeared in his grayish-brown Beast Eyes.
The tension in his back eased. If Thorne was alright, then that meant she was safe, too.
Elias Moretti's crimson scales gleamed darkly as his long, serpentine body twisted and shifted into human form.
His narrow eyes swept past Thorne, only to see Caden Albright holding a cub.
His brow furrowed deeply. "Evangeline didn't come back?"
