The sacred grove erupted into chaos.
Ironfang wolves poured from the trees like a silver-gray tide — at least thirty strong, eyes glowing with bloodlust.
Their howls shattered the night, drowning out the distant drumbeats of the ceremony.
Luke was still knotted deep inside Elena, their bodies locked together in the aftershocks of the claiming.
The fresh bite mark on her neck throbbed with power, the bond blazing like liquid silver between them.
He snarled, amber eyes flashing with fury. “Stay with me!”
With a final, careful thrust, his knot began to ease enough for him to pull free.
He rose instantly, shifting into his massive black wolf mid-motion.
Elena followed a heartbeat later, her new full-wolf form sleek and powerful, brown-black fur shimmering under the moonlight.
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