LEAH
The ground shakes beneath me as the wolf and the fae version of me slam into each other again, their teeth and light colliding in an explosion that rattles the whole world. The sound alone makes my head pound, and I can barely stand upright. It’s like watching two storms fight for the sky. It's violent, endless, and terrifying.
“Stop!” My voice rips out, but it's just raw and useless because neither of them even looks at me.
The wolf, Ralia, snarls, snapping at the fae, Iyana's throat. Her fur glows silver, brighter than fire, and she seems to keep increasing in size, dwarfing any creature I’ve ever seen before. Even bigger than Lycans, bigger than Lucian’s beast. The ground seems to c***k every time she takes a step.
Iyana doesn’t flinch. Her hands keep burning with white li
