Denzel’s POV
Pain pulsed through my body, sharp and unrelenting. I was trapped inside my own head awake, aware, yet completely powerless. I knew I needed to move, to get up, but my body refused to obey. The attackers were closing in, and Tyrell was nowhere to be found.
“Can you get up?” I asked Rayon.
He struggled, then somehow forced himself onto his feet. “I can’t shift, Alpha. I think we’ve been poisoned.”
The words landed like a death sentence. Poisoned how? We’d gone out for a territorial meeting and were already on our way back. Tyrell had insisted we stop, claiming he needed a moment, so we parked the car. We were close to Blood Moon Pack territory; I hadn’t thought twice about it. Not until my legs gave out beneath me and paralysis crept through my body.
Howls and growls echoe
