Kiara POV
The forest seemed to hold its breath, every shadow tense, every leaf vibrating with danger. I could feel it in my chest my wolf’s instincts screaming, energy coiling violently around me. The golden-black wolf and its pack advanced, faster, sharper, hungrier than ever.
“Kiara now!” Theodore’s voice rang in my head and through the forest air, commanding, protective, tethering me to him. His golden eyes blazed, claws flexing, fangs glinting in the dim light.
I swallowed hard, silver energy surging from my hands, coiling like living chains. This time, I didn’t hesitate. My wolf roared, instincts perfectly aligned with Theodore’s. Every pulse, every heartbeat, every spark of energy synchronized.
The first wolf lunged. I flared silver energy outward, wrapping it mid-air, twisting,
