/Alora/
The forest lay still around us, and after any sort of destruction comes the shocked silence.
But the Lycan’s blood’s scent now hung heavy in the air; further than that, the scent that clung to the very edge, the scent of the Lycan, held an even deeper overtone, the throbbing of the wild power that I had released.
The humming of my hands, with that energy, so strange yet strong, flowing inside, and then suddenly racing as if a sluice gate had been opened, wouldn't leave me alone and sent shivers down my body.
Randall stood beside me, his chest heaving, the weight of what had just passed left a shadow on his face.
And in his eyes, a mix of awe and fear stared back, but there was something beneath the question unsaid, a weight between us.
"You're not a force of nature, Alora." T
