Rowan hit the ground like a puppet with its strings cut.
His knees slammed against the stone balcony.
A strangled gasp tore from his throat as invisible claws dug into his chest.
“Rowan!” Ivy dropped beside him instantly.
But the moment she touched him
A violent shockwave blasted her backward.
She crashed against the stone wall, the impact cracking the marble.
Across the battlefield, Nyxara didn’t even move her hand.
She simply watched.
Amused.
The wind swirled around her silver hair like living smoke, and the power radiating from her body pressed down on every wolf like the weight of a mountain.
Rowan groaned, his fingers digging into the stone floor.
“Ivy… don’t…”
His voice sounded distant. Weak.
Like it was being pulled away from him.
Ivy pushed herself up, ignoring the b
