“Elena, stop!” Kieran shouted in her mind, but it felt distant. She found it hard to pay attention to what he was saying, and his words seemed to disappear in her chaotic thoughts. Her heart raced, and she panicked. Her wolf growled loudly, digging its claws into the ground. She gasped for air, feeling hot and anxious. All she could see was red, anger and heat. A strong fire burned inside her.
She had never felt like this before. This kind of hunger. This kind of madness. It was scary and thrilling all at once. Darkness clouded her vision as the voice grew stronger and more insistent.
Kill him.
The voice insisted again inside her head. It was dark. Cold. Definitely not hers.
“He’s weak. Take the pack. Take it all.”
The words echoed in her mind, tempting her. No. She pushed agains
