“Kiara!” I shouted, stunned.
The massive creature that had taken her stood up straight, twisting around to stare back at me. Kiara was tucked under its long, malformed arm, its neck arched and teeth bared out of a gnarled maw. Black fur covered his body, and lightning-blue eyes pierced me to my very soul, reminding me of myself. The hulking beast looked neither human nor lupine but a gruesome combination of both, fur missing in patches, muscles and veins bulging. Even in this form, I recognized him—my father.
“No!” I lunged at him. “Let her go!”
The hideous beast roared, evading me with ease. I landed on the ground and rolled to my feet, stumbling after them as my father carried Kiara out of the atrium and toward the trees. One of the dragon Lycans intercepted me, its deformed dracon
