(Robert's POV)
The world around me exploded into chaos as I felt my body shift, bones cracking and reforming, fur sprouting across my skin. In mere seconds, I stood on four paws, my wolf form ready for battle. Across from me, Asher and Lucian had also transformed, their massive forms radiating power and determination.
My eyes darted to Lyra, lying unconscious between us. Even in the midst of this madness, she looked beautiful, her silver hair fanned out around her like a halo. The sight of her made my heart clench. I couldn't lose her. Not now, not when I'd finally found something worth fighting for.
"She belongs with us," Asher growled, his blue eyes flashing with anger. "Step aside, Robert. This doesn't have to end in bloodshed."
I bared my teeth in response. "Like hell she does. Lyra's home is here now, with me."
Lucian's green eyes narrowed. "You have no idea what you're dealing with, pup. She's our Luna, our mate. And we're taking her home."