The night was alive with unnatural wind. Snow whipped sideways through the trees, and violet streaks of Kieran’s magic tore the darkness like lightning, illuminating the Bloodmoon Pack’s defensive perimeter. Every branch seemed to hum with malevolent energy, warping the air.
Zack’s POV
I crouched behind a half-collapsed barricade, blade slick with frost and blood. Zeus roared in my mind, muscles tensing like coiled steel. Every nerve screamed at me: he was here, and he had adapted.
“Lilly,” I hissed through the bond, feeling Sable’s heat flare against mine. “Stay close. New tactics. Expect traps everywhere.”
She pressed against me, our bond pulsing with adrenaline and raw energy. “I’m ready,” she whispered. The intimacy wasn’t optional—it was essential. Every pulse of our shared heat s
