Kiara POV
The forest trembled around me. Every shadow, every rustle of leaves, felt alive with danger. Silver energy spiraled from my hands, coiling and twisting, responding to my wolf’s roar inside me. My heartbeat synced with Theodore’s, every pulse tethered, every surge of power magnified.
The golden-black wolf growled, circling, muscles tensed, its eyes fixed on me with an intensity that made my chest ache. Behind it, the enemy Alpha radiated pure malice, golden energy crackling in his aura.
“You think your little tricks will save you?” he hissed, claws flexing. “She belongs to me. All of her. Every ounce of her power. Every drop of her bloodline.”
My chest flared. “She belongs to no one,” I said, voice low but unshakable, silver energy surging outward. “Not to you. Not to anyone.”
