Time seems to freeze as Ariah launches herself at me, her eyes glowing with a terrifying hunger. My breath catches in my throat, and I can’t tear my gaze away from her as she closes the distance between us in a heartbeat. Her claws extend, and I brace myself for the impact, knowing there is no way I can outrun her.
But before she makes it to me, a blur of motion sweeps in from the side. Elijah, in his wolf form, collides with Ariah mid-leap, sending both of them tumbling to the ground in a tangle of fur and snarling jaws. The force of their clash shakes the earth beneath my feet, and I stumble backward, hardly keeping my balance.
“Elijah!” I scream, my voice faintly audible over the growls and snaps of the two wolves locked in combat.
Nate grabs my arm. “I saw this. This was in my visio
