The light erupted so violently I almost dropped her.
It wasn’t bright—it was blinding.
Not warm—it was scorching.
Not magic—it was something older, deeper, and far more dangerous.
The glow burst from beneath her skin like a sun waking under flesh, flooding the infirmary with white-gold brilliance. The walls shook. The air crackled. Every hair on my body lifted, my wolf snarling but retreating at the same time, overwhelmed by the force radiating from her.
“Tyla!” I shielded her with my body, pulling her closer even though the heat burned my arms. “Easy—breathe, just breathe—”
The healer stumbled back, shielding their eyes. “Alpha—get away from her! You’ll be pulled into—whatever that is!”
“I’m not going anywhere,” I growled, tightening my grip.
The wind—because suddenly there was wi
