Maris's POV
Alpha pressure?
From her?! From Lane?!
Impossible!
A wave of alpha energy, completely beyond anything I expected, suddenly shot straight at me from the front.
My ribs groaned under the weight...
Lane...
The Omega who was supposed to be weak, the one who needed protection, whose scent was always so faint, was standing there now.
Her huge silver-white wolf form stood tall and proud, full of power. Her presence was so intense that it almost seemed palpable. The air itself seemed to warp around her.
It was pure, top-level Alpha aura!
Strong, dominant, cold—like someone who had lived on a battlefield.
This kind of aura couldn't be fake.
Unless she had taken those black-market forbidden drugs that were said to force out an Alpha wolf spirit!
The cost was terrible. It bur
