ZARA'S POV
My wolves broke out of me, and I let it take control.
Not one wolf.
Not two.
All of them.
And they werebbot happy at all.
Every fragmented piece of me, every shadow wolf, every rage wolf, every ancient Devourer instinct buried in my bloodline, exploded outward in a thunderous eruption of violet energy.
The room reacted first.
The obsidian walls rippled like liquid, their circuitry veins sparking with panic, alarms screaming in languages I didn’t recognize. The floor split under my feet, forming spiderweb cracks that glowed with a violent, pulsing light.
Dr. Voss stumbled backwards, her luminous skin flickering like a dying star.
“This is impossible,” she hissed.
“The Devourer was dormant. She should not be conscious...”
“I’m not dormant anymore.”
My voice wasn’t h
