The moment Selene and Damien clashed, the world around them seemed to disappear. The sounds of battle, the screams of the fallen, and the crackling of the flames all faded into the background, leaving only the space between them—charged with anger, betrayal, and years of simmering rage. Selene’s claws extended, and her muscles rippled as she leaped at Damien with the ferocity of a storm.
He was ready for her, his own powerful form shifting into that of an Alpha wolf, massive and imposing. His dark fur gleamed in the light of the rising moon, and his eyes—once filled with disdain—were now clouded with fear and fury. He wasn’t the confident Alpha that Selene had once known; no, this was a man on the edge, a wolf who knew he was losing control.
Selene’s heart raced as she collided with him.
