Like a blade, the light struck. Thorn's fire extinguished abruptly and was completely consumed. In a single heartbeat, he held Ravenna's face in his palms, the shadows encircling them both like armor. The next he was by himself.
The courtyard had vanished.
The pack was on its knees, howling silently, their mouths open, their eyes silver-white. Like molten metal, every mark on their bodies blazed. Even Kalen's anger had subsided, and he was being drawn underground by the deep furrows his claws were making in the stone.
She stood in the middle of it all.
Ravenna.
But it wasn't her.
Shadows spilled from her like smoke from a dying fire as she hovered inches above the cracked stones. Her eyes had turned into twin eclipses, a ring of darkness eating the light instead of silver. Her
