CHAPTER 44
Gabriella’s POV
The hallway leading out of the Alpha Suites vibrated with the force of four wolves slipping into violence.
Not shifting—
not yet—
but preparing.
The air thickened around them, power rolling off their bodies in waves strong enough to raise goosebumps along my skin.
Leo opened the door first.
And the sound hit us.
Chaos.
Snarls.
Screams.
The beat of running feet.
Glass shattering.
Magic crackling through the air like lightning meeting water.
The Summit had been polished, refined, dripping with old-money dominance and territorial pride. Now it was a war zone.
“What the hell—” I breathed.
Leo didn’t answer. He grabbed my waist and pulled me behind him as a blur of motion came screaming down the hallway.
A rogue wolf—already half-shifted, black veins
