The air in the studio shifted. My inner wolf, Kaia, wasn't just prowling; she was reigning. I didn't need the crutch of test shots. Despite the jagged complexity of the brief, the rhythm felt as natural as a heart-beat. Scott began by barking out single-word commands: Indolent. Predatory. Lethal. Vulnerable. With every syllable, I shifted my stance, my gaze, and my scent. I was a mirror to his demands, a spellbinding force that drew every eye in the room. From the periphery, Lisa was a blur of motion, capturing every angle on her device to relay to the High Alpha. She vibrated with a secret thrill, knowing she held the private link to the King of the Vale. What she didn’t realize was that Connor was already cutting through the clouds toward Seattle.
As the final shutter clicked, Julius Ta
