FAYE
As much as I was happy and more hopeful now, I also held my breath, heart thudding in my chest like a war drum, as I watched Alexander move. His wolf form was a storm of muscle and fury, but being Adrian made it look like he was double the size now.
Adrian’s raw power was flowing through him, but I could see it—just beneath the surface, the subtle hints that Alexander was guiding him. It was instinct, almost imperceptible: the way his claws struck with precision now, the way he dodged Marcus’s desperate attacks with a calculated rhythm.
The crowd had gone silent, tension hanging so thick in the air it made my lungs ache. Even Marcus’s supporters seemed to hesitate, frozen by the sheer force radiating from him. Alexander pulled the surprise element on us all.
I felt my pulse spike
