Chapter 25
The forest echoed with snarls and the violent clash of teeth and muscle as Dean and Lily—*wolves*—fought just feet away from her.
Lena sat frozen on the forest floor, unable to move, unable to scream. Her body trembled, arms wrapped uselessly around herself as her breath came in shallow, uneven gasps. Her eyes couldn’t look away from the blur of fur and fury in front of her—Dean’s dark form locked in brutal motion against Lily’s pale, snarling one. The sounds—bones hitting earth, teeth snapping, growls deep and primal—rattled through her chest like thunder.
Her thoughts spun, chaotic and half-formed. *They’re wolves. Dean is a wolf. So is Lily. This is real. This is real.*
But her mind couldn’t hold onto a single idea for long. It was like her consciousness kept short-circui
