Rosemary
The cavern shuddered violently, a low, ominous rumble reverberating through the space. My wolf instincts flared, hackles rising as an oppressive energy descended like a crushing wave. The air grew heavier, stifling, as a shadow deeper than any I had ever seen began to coalesce near the altar. It twisted and writhed, its darkness swallowing the flickering torchlight and plunging the space into a near-abyssal gloom.
I growled low in my throat, my wolf form bristling with a primal warning as the shadow took shape. Slowly, it resolved into a figure - tall, impossibly broad-shouldered, and radiating an aura of power so malevolent it made Andromeda’s magic feel like a mere flicker in comparison.
His eyes were the first thing I noticed - twin orbs of molten gold and crimson, burning w
