Kiara POV
White light.
It burned my eyes, a blur of energy and motion, my hands flaring with silver as the world tilted around me. My wolf roared inside me, instinct screaming, adrenaline thrumming through every vein.
I felt Theodore behind me before I even opened my eyes. His presence was solid, warm, golden eyes flashing, claws digging into the dirt. Half-shifted, fangs bared, every muscle coiled like a predator ready to strike.
“Focus on me!” he shouted, voice low, fierce, reverberating through my chest.
I did. Somehow, instinct and training, energy and bond, synced with his presence. Silver light flared brighter, coiling around my body and extending outward, a living storm of protection and power.
The golden-black wolf landed in front of me, eyes glowing with predatory intent. It
