“Stop this! Both of you!” Rita cried, but her voice couldn’t reach the storm already rising between us.
William came for me again.
But this time, I caught his wrist mid-air.
The crowd erupted in murmurs.
“An Omega… defying a Beta?”
He reeled in rage, his pride bleeding. He threw a punch.
I dodged, then hit back. My fist connected with his ribs, and the sound of it rang through the trees like a battle drum.
The onlookers gasped louder.
Then, he lost control.
“You think you’re strong now, slave?” he roared, stepping back.
And his eyes turned amber.
He shifted.
Bones snapped, muscles tore, fur exploded from skin. His wolf form was fast, savage, golden-brown and feral.
The crowd screamed. Girls ran for cover. Even some warriors took steps back.
“William, don’t!” Rita cried. “You’
