ZARA POV
The blast knocked me off my feet.
I hit the ground hard, my ears ringing as chunks of rock fell around me. Through the smoke and dust, I could hear screaming. Our sanctuary—the one place we thought was safe—was under attack.
"Zara!" My little sister Kira's voice cut through the noise. "Help me!"
I pushed myself up, ignoring the pain in my ribs. Kira was stuck under a fallen beam, her face pale with fear. Without thinking, I changed into my bear form and lifted the heavy wood off her.
"Are you hurt?" I asked, changing back to human form.
"I'm okay," she said, but I could see blood on her arm. "But Zara, they found us. The Shadow Lords found our home."
My stomach dropped. For three hundred years, our shapeshifter refuge had stayed hidden. We didn't take sides in the war between the magical races. We just wanted to live in peace.
But peace was over now.
"Where's Mom?" I asked, helping Kira to her feet.