The flames answered my call before I even finished the thought, roaring to life in a burst of searing heat. Logan’s charge faltered, his eyes widening as fire arced between my fingers.
I didn’t hesitate.
I twisted, dodging his outstretched claws, and slammed my palm against his chest. The fire surged, licking at his skin, forcing a pained snarl from his throat as he stumbled back.
The other warriors hesitated.
They had seen me weak before. They had seen me bleeding, broken, crawling away from the Alpha’s judgment.
But now?
Now, I was something else.
Logan clutched his chest where my fire had seared through his shirt. His breathing was ragged, golden veins shimmering where the flames had touched him.
I took a slow step forward, watching the way the warriors tensed. Their confidence
