ARIA POV
The dart hit my shoulder before I could dodge.
Fire burned through my veins as the poison spread, but I didn't fall. The people in their white coats had made one big mistake—they thought all silver-eyed wolves were the same.
"Impossible," the head scientist whispered as I yanked the dart from my flesh. "The sedative should have—"
I grabbed him by the throat and lifted him off the ground. "Should have what? Made me weak like the others?"
Around me, chaos burst. Lucien fought three soldiers at once while Mira shielded the boys behind an overturned table. Elder Malin had changed into his wolf form, snarling at anyone who came near Selene.
But my attention was on Lyra.
The young girl stood frozen in the corner, her silver eyes wide with fear as two humans approached her with more darts. She didn't know how to fight. She didn't even know what she was capable of.
"Lyra!" I shouted, throwing the scientist aside. "You have to fight back!"
"I don't know how!" she cried.
