Zorath stood in his court yard, fists clenched, his tail flicking in agitation. The air was thick with unease, the kind that settled deep in his bones.
Something was wrong.
He knew it. He could feel it.
And the worst part?
He had no idea where Thalina was.
A low growl rumbled in his chest, but he forced himself to breathe. Losing his head wouldn't help.
Still, the words of Eyrx's father, Varek, echoed in his mind, haunting him like a dark omen.
—
"This world is changing," Varek had said, his deep voice laced with warning.
Zorath had been seated with his mother's males, listening as the powerful serpent stood before them, his eyes burning like glowing embers.
"I have lived for centuries, and never before have I felt an invasion like this."
Zorath's frown deepened. "Invasion?"
Varek's expression was unreadable, but his coiled muscles betrayed his unease. "Creatures from another world are creeping into ours."
That had caught everyone's attention.
