Nymera’s POV
The black monster hurled itself toward us, faster than anything that size should move.
Dain shoved me sideways a heartbeat before it landed.
The stone floor shattered where I’d been standing. Shards of rock exploded into the air.
I hit the ground hard, my shoulder screaming in protest.
Across the room, Kaelith was already shifting, his silver wolf form charging with a savage roar. He slammed into the beast’s side, teeth sinking into its flank.
The monster barely flinched.
With one brutal twist, it hurled Kaelith across the chamber like a ragdoll.
He slammed into the wall with a sickening crack—and didn’t get up.
"Kaelith!" I screamed.
No response.
Dain was already moving, flanking the creature, blood still dripping from his wounded arm.
"Stay down!" he barked at me
