Christian POV
I felt Sophie's terror crash through our bond like a freight train, and something inside me broke.
The words died in my throat mid-sentence. Connor was still talking about financial projections, but I couldn't hear him anymore. All I could hear was the roar of my wolf demanding blood.
Sophie was in danger.
I didn't shift gradually. There's no smooth transition when an alpha loses control. One second I was sitting at my desk, and the next my body was rejecting human form like it was a disease. My bones cracked and reformed. My clothes shredded. The windows of my office exploded outward as my wolf tore free.
I heard Connor shouting. Heard the sound of pack members responding to the shift in our connection—that sudden spike of alpha aggression that ripples throu
