Later that night, Lyra lay in the chamber Alpha Kade gave her. The huge bed felt empty, and she stared at the ceiling, too restless to sleep. Two things tormented her: her raging heat and the healer's warning about Alpha Knox's wound, and the news that vampires might still exist; it kept echoing in her mind. The thought of those bloodsuckers returning terrified her. They had hurt her people enough already.
