Silver Oath
“Because the fire they fear… it’s the same fire that can burn them to ash. Let me fight beside you, and you’ll see it.”
Lyra’s amber eyes narrowed. For a heartbeat, silence weighed heavy—then she barked a short, sharp laugh. “Bold. Foolish, perhaps. But bold.”
Her pack stirred restlessly, growling low. Lyra silenced them with a flick of her clawed hand.
“Very well, fire-born. You and your moon-eyed companion will walk with us. But understand this—” Her voice dropped to a dangerous purr. “If your flames touch my kin, I will tear out your heart before your fire can burn me.”