Lyra's POV
The sharp knock on the door shattered the peaceful moment between Kaelen and me. Three quick raps that made my entire body go rigid before I could control the reaction.
Kaelen's head turned toward the sound. "Who's there?"
"Sorry to bother you, Alpha." The voice was young, belonging to one of our sentinels. He sounded rushed, the way people did when they carried news they didn't want to deliver. "We have visitors from Willow Brook pack. They want to speak with you and the Luna."
Kaelen cursed quietly as he pushed back from his chair. He crossed the room in quick steps and yanked the door open. The sentinel straightened immediately.
"Visitors?" Kaelen's voice had that edge it got when pack business interrupted our private time. "What do they need?"
The young sentinel glanced down the hallway nervously before looking back. "They wouldn't tell me, Alpha."
