SCARLETT
The floor split wide, a jagged wound in the earth. From the chasm poured shadows living, writhing, snarling wolves made of smoke and teeth. Their eyes gleamed white, their growls an endless chorus of hunger.
Kael shoved me behind him, flames igniting over his skin, his Alpha roar rattling the chamber walls. “To arms!”
But the shadows didn’t wait. They surged forward, slamming into him with snapping jaws. Fire clashed against black smoke, bursts of heat colliding with emptiness. Kael tore into them, his fists and claws searing through their forms, but for every shadow-wolf he burned, two more crawled up from the abyss.
Darius yanked me out of the way as one lunged for my throat. His storm howled around us, lightning striking the wolf mid-air, shattering it into a thousand spar
