Aria’s POV
The sound hit me first. A growl so sharp it cut through the cheers, through the laughter, through everything.
Gasps spread through the bleachers. People stood, pointing, shouting. Some scrambled for the exits, others stayed frozen, not believing what they were seeing.
On the field, Ridgefield’s captain crouched low, his bones snapping loud under the stadium lights. His spine bent, skin tearing, fur pushing through as he shifted fast, his wolf huge and dark. Another Ridgefield player dropped beside him, jaws cracking, paws slamming into the turf. And then another.
The ref threw his whistle down and ran.
Chaos.
Screams came from everywhere, high-pitched and terrified. People shoved each other on the bleachers. Some of Ridgefield’s supporters shifted too, leaping into the cro
