Elara’s POV
The pain was unbearable.
Bones snapped, muscles tore, my body twisting violently as Myra's presence fully gave out. My limbs shrank, fur receding rapidly, and my human skin burned under the harsh sting of the shift.
"No, no, no… not here…" I gasped, my voice barely a croak.
I was collapsing, knees scraping the dirt, shaking so hard I couldn’t keep my balance. Almost naked. Vulnerable. Exposed.
And Kian was right there.
His massive wolf form tore through the trees like a nightmare on four legs, eyes glowing silver now, hunger and rage dripping from his snarls as he charged straight for me. His fangs bared, his paws tearing into the earth as if nothing could stand between him and his prey but what the f.u.c.k was wrong with him and why was he after me? Does he want to kill
