Before he knew what was happening, Jace was surrounded, wolves on every side, all in different shapes and sizes, and with one singular target, hum. They closed in on him like a lion would do to a helpless prey.
Only difference was that this wasn't a prey. Jace was meant to be afraid, the numbers were against him, and he stood unarmed in the center, with no escape route in sight. Rather than fear, something inside him lit up.
It had been too long since he’d felt the thrill of a real fight, the raw, no-holds-barred clash where natural instinct ruled and his blood pumped with hot rage through his veins. Since becoming Alpha, he’d been hidden and kept back from any form of danger. He had been kept away from the front of battles or any fight at all, and it had peeled his insides, testing his
