Damon’s POV
The air split with a snarl as Aiden lunged.
Claws caught my shoulder before I twisted, the sting sharp but shallow. My wolf roared, surging up, dragging me half into the shift. Bones cracked, fur tearing through the skin, but I held to that edge - stronger, faster, not fully beast, not fully man.
Aiden came again, all brute force. I met him head-on. Our bodies collided like thunder, the impact rattling through the clearing.
Around us, the Moonclaw wolves formed a ring, hungry eyes gleaming, breath misting the night. My own warriors bristled, teeth bared, but a sharp signal from me kept them back. This wasn’t their fight.
This was Alpha against Alpha.
Fists, claws, teeth - we tore into each other like storm and fire. Aiden’s strength was raw, honed by years of ruling with
