*Starblood, Dungeon Night*
And then it snapped.
Lesley moved.
One moment she was bound at the edge of the dungeon stone walls, her wrists still marked with faint chain scars.
The next, she lunged with a predator’s speed, her wolf bursting through her skin with a snarl. Her claws elongated mid leap, glinting in the torchlight.
Crystal barely had time to draw breath before Aelira surged inside her, a flash of silver fire igniting across her veins.
Her wolf’s voice was thundering in her head. Move. Now.
Ryder’s roar shattered the place, primal and furious, his golden eyes blazing. “Crystal!”
The air cracked. Warriors scrambled. Luca and Ethan were already moving, blades drawn, their instincts snapping into place.
But the strike didn’t land as it should have.
Instead of claws rakin
