Chapter 179

• Lyanna’s POV
• The vision had already begun to darken long before the attack. I’d felt it coming, the steady pulse of malevolent energy that kept rippling through the threads of magic I’d woven to protect Ian, Sophia, and their growing child. But nothing could have prepared me for the moment when the shadows took form in the ballroom of their wedding reception.
• It all happened so fast, yet the magic that surged within me made each detail painfully clear—the strike of fangs, the gleam of claws, the betrayal of those who had once stood by our side.