The cavern exploded into chaos the moment Nightshade struck.
Shadows detached from the walls—six wolves in half-shift form, eyes glowing red in the bioluminescent light. They moved fast, coordinated, aiming straight for Lina.
Zane roared—full shift in seconds. Massive black wolf slamming into the first attacker, claws raking deep. Riven and Mara joined the fight, shifting and snarling. Elara grabbed a dagger, eyes scanning for Rowan’s promised help that hadn’t arrived yet.
Lina backed against the rock wall, heart pounding. The remnant surged inside her—dark, hungry, feeding on the violence. But this time, something else rose too: her own power. The ancient bloodline awakening fully.
Her eyes flashed bright green. Claws extended from her fingertips—not wolf claws, but something older, s
