RYKER'S POV
I dug my claws into the ground, letting out a loud growl at the wolves before me. My sharp gaze swept over the gathered guards, all tense and alert, ready to pounce if anything happened to their Alpha.
My eyes drifted to Ophelia. She still hadn’t moved from where I had dropped her. I clenched my jaw, whispering a silent prayer to the moon goddess. I could tell she was in the Shadow World now, trying to escape the pain tearing through her physical body.
“Hold on, Ophelia. Don’t give up,” I muttered, directing my gaze back to the men.
Boma stepped forward first, snarling as he began to circle me. “This fight stays between siblings,” he hissed, his tail swaying with deliberate control.
Without warning, he lunged.
I reacted fast, slashing him mid-air and sending him crashi
