condescending scrutiny of those who underestimated her. Rowan’s attention was different—calculated, protective, and maddeningly intimate.“Stop staring,” she snapped, not breaking her stride.
“Can’t help it,” Rowan replied with a smirk. “You’re hard to ignore.”
Lira sighed, rolling her eyes, but the faint flush on her cheeks betrayed her. “Do you always have to flirt in life-or-death situations?”
“Only when I’m with you,” he teased.
She stopped suddenly, spinning to face him. “What do you want from me, Rowan? Why do you keep doing this?”
His smirk faded, replaced by a rare seriousness. “What do I want? You. All of you, Lira. But you keep running.”
Her breath hitched, and for a moment, she didn’t know how to respond. The walls she’d built around herself wavered, but she couldn’t let them fall—not yet.
“You don’t know what you’re asking,” she said, her voice soft but firm.
“Don’t I?” Rowan took a step closer, his golden eyes burning with intensity. “You’re scared, Lira, and I get it. But you can’t keep pushing me away forever.”
“I’m not scared,” she retorted, but the words rang hollow even to her.
“Prove it,” Rowan challenged, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Stop running. Let me in.”
The silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken emotions. Lira’s heart raced, caught between the pull of her feelings and the fear of losing control.“I can’t,” she whispered finally, turning away.
Rowan’s jaw tightened, but he didn’t press further. “Then I’ll wait,” he said softly. “As long as it takes.”
As they continued walking, the tension between them felt more fragile than ever—like glass on the verge of shattering.
Chapter 207: A Dangerous Bond
The days after the battle were fraught with uneasy peace. Lira avoided Rowan, burying herself in training and duties. She told herself it was for the best, but every time she caught a glimpse of him—his steady gaze, his infuriating smirk—it felt like a challenge she couldn’t ignore.
Rowan, however, wasn’t one to let things lie. One evening, as the sun dipped low and painted the horizon in fiery shades of orange, he found her in the training yard. She was sparring with Kael, her movements sharp and precise.
“Are you planning to avoid me forever?” Rowan’s voice cut through the air like a blade.
Lira stopped mid-strike, her chest heaving with exertion. She turned to him, her silver eyes narrowing. “I’m not avoiding you.”“Sure,” Rowan said, crossing his arms. “That’s why you haven’t said two words to me since the border fight.”
Kael raised an eyebrow at the tension but wisely stepped back, leaving them alone.
“I’ve been busy,” Lira said curtly, wiping sweat from her brow.
Rowan stepped closer, his golden eyes locked on hers. “Busy running, you mean.”
Her magic flared in response, a spark of wind stirring the air around them. “Don’t push me, Rowan.”
“Why not?” he challenged, his voice soft but unrelenting. “Afraid I’ll see the truth?”
“What truth?” she demanded, taking a step forward.
“That you feel it too,” Rowan said, his gaze unwavering. “This… pull between us. You’re scared of what it means.”
Her heart pounded, but she refused to let him see her vulnerability. “You don’t know anything about me.”
“Then tell me,” he said, his voice a low growl. “Let me in, Lira. Or are you too afraid to trust anyone?”
The words hit harder than any physical blow. Lira’s walls wavered, the storm of emotions inside her threatening to break free. But before she could respond, a sharp howl echoed through the air.
Both of them froze, instincts on high alert.
“Trouble,” Rowan muttered, his expression darkening.
Lira nodded, her magic already surging to the surface. “Let’s go.”
As they raced toward the source of the howl, the tension between them remained, unresolved but undeniable.
Chapter 208: Unleashed
The howl came from the western ridge, where the trees were denser, their shadows deep and foreboding under the moonlight. Lira and Rowan moved in silence, their senses sharp. The bond of magic between them hummed faintly, a connection neither fully understood but couldn’t ignore.
Rowan glanced at Lira as they approached the ridge. Her silver eyes glowed in the dark, her movements graceful yet lethal. “You ready for this?”
“Always,” she replied, her tone firm.
As they crept closer, the smell of blood hit them first, sharp and metallic. Lira’s heart clenched as they emerged into a clearing to find two pack guards lying motionless, claw marks raking their bodies.“Rogues,” Rowan growled, crouching low to inspect the wounds.
Lira scanned the area, her magic swirling around her like a protective shield. “Not just rogues. Something… darker.”
Before Rowan could respond, the sound of a branch snapping behind them made them whirl around. Out of the shadows stepped a figure cloaked in black, their face obscured but their aura radiating menace.
“Well, well,” the figure said, their voice smooth and chilling. “The Alpha’s daughter and her… loyal shadow.”
Lira’s claws extended, her body tensing. “Who are you?”
The figure chuckled, pulling back their hood to reveal glowing red eyes and a wicked grin. “Someone who’s been waiting a long time to meet you, little hybrid.”
Rowan moved in front of her, his stance protective. “You won’t touch her.”
“Touch her?” The figure laughed, the sound echoing through the clearing. “Oh, I don’t need to. She’ll come to me willingly soon enough.”
Magic crackled in the air as Lira stepped forward, her voice cold and sharp. “Try me.”
The figure’s grin widened. “Oh, I will. But not tonight. This is just a warning.” They vanished into the shadows, leaving a faint whisper behind. “Tick-tock, little fox.”
Rowan reached for Lira’s arm, his golden eyes filled with concern. “We need to tell your parents.”
“No,” Lira said, her jaw set. “This is my fight.”
Rowan’s grip tightened. “Our fight.”
For a moment, she wanted to argue, to push him away like always. But the way he looked at her, with fierce determination and unshakable loyalty, made her falter.
“Fine,” she said, her voice softer. “But stay out of my way when it matters.”
“Not a chance,” Rowan said, his lips curving into a smirk.
And just like that, the tension between them burned brighter, unresolved but undeniably alive.
Chapter 209: A Test of Trust
The forest seemed alive as they made their way back to the pack house, every sound amplified under the weight of what had just happened. Lira’s mind was a storm of questions. Who was that figure? What did they want? And why did their voice feel like it carried a truth she wasn’t ready to face?
Beside her, Rowan kept pace, his presence steady and grounding. His golden eyes flicked to her every so often, as if checking she was still there.
“You don’t have to keep babysitting me,” Lira said, her tone sharper than she intended.
Rowan stopped abruptly, forcing her to turn and face him. “This isn’t babysitting, Lira. This is me having your back. Or have you forgotten we’re in this together?”Her chest tightened. Together. The word felt heavier than it should. “You don’t understand,” she said, softer now. “If I fail, it’s my family that pays the price.”
“And if you shut me out, it’s you who pays the price,” he countered, stepping closer. “Stop trying to carry this alone. Let me help you.”
His words struck a chord she didn’t want to acknowledge. For years, she’d been the one others relied on, the one who never faltered. Letting Rowan in felt… dangerous.
“Why do you care so much?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
Rowan’s gaze softened, his usual smirk replaced by something raw and honest. “Because it’s you, Lira. And you mean more to me than you realize.”
The space between them crackled with unspoken tension, the pull she’d been fighting for weeks stronger than ever. But before either of them could say more, a distant howl shattered the moment.
Rowan’s expression hardened. “That came from the northern border.”
Lira nodded, her resolve returning. “Let’s go.”
As they sprinted through the trees, the warmth of Rowan’s words lingered in her mind, even as danger loomed ahead.Chapter 210: A Test of Loyalty
The northern border was chaos. Growls and snarls echoed through the dense trees, shadows darting as wolves fought against an unknown enemy. Lira’s hybrid form moved with lethal precision, claws slashing and magic crackling around her. Her pulse thrummed in her ears, but her focus never wavered.
Behind her, Rowan fought like a force of nature. His golden wolf tore through the enemy lines, his movements fluid and devastating. But even in the chaos, Lira noticed something strange. The attackers weren’t fighting to win—they were holding back.
“This isn’t right,” Lira murmured, dodging an incoming strike. She lashed out with her claws, dropping her opponent. “Rowan!” she called, her voice rising above the noise. “Something’s off—this is a distraction!”Rowan shifted back into his human form, his chest heaving as he turned toward her. Before he could respond, a low, commanding voice sliced through the air.
“Enough.”
The fighting stopped instantly. The attackers withdrew, retreating into the shadows as a cloaked figure stepped into the clearing. His presence was like ice, chilling the air around them. Lira’s sharp eyes took in the stranger—a tall man with a cruel smirk and eyes as black as obsidian.
“Rowan,” the man drawled, his gaze locking on him. “It’s been a while.”
Rowan stiffened. His golden eyes burned with recognition, but there was something else—something darker.
“Who are you?” Lira demanded, stepping in front of Rowan.
The man chuckled, his tone mocking. “I’m someone Rowan here owes everything to. Isn’t that right?” He tilted his head, his smirk growing. “Brother.”
Lira froze. “Brother?”
Rowan’s jaw clenched, but he said nothing.
“You didn’t tell her?” the man sneered, his dark gaze flicking to Lira. “Did you think she’d never find out about the blood debt? How you begged me to save your life?”“Stop,” Rowan growled, his voice low and dangerous.
But the man ignored him. “It’s simple, really,” he continued, his tone light but venomous. “He owes me. And now, I’ve come to collect.”
Lira’s magic flared, her silver eyes narrowing. “He owes you nothing.”
“Oh, he does,” the man said, his smirk vanishing. He raised a hand, his magic swirling like smoke. “And if he won’t pay, I’ll make him watch as I take what he values most.”
The magic struck before Lira could react. Rowan moved first, pushing her out of the way and taking the hit. He crumpled to the ground, blood staining his shirt.
“Rowan!” Lira cried, dropping to her knees beside him.
The man stepped closer, his voice cold and sharp. “Come with me, little fox. Or he dies.”
Lira’s heart thundered, but her resolve hardened. Her magic burned in her veins, and her eyes glowed with fury.
“You made a mistake,” she said, her voice like steel. “Threatening him means war.”
The forest trembled as her power surged, silver fire igniting the night.
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Chapter 211: Shadows of Betrayal
Rowan groaned as he struggled to rise, his body trembling under the weight of the attack. Blood dripped from his side, staining the earth beneath him. Lira crouched protectively, her magic swirling like a tempest, ready to strike again.
The cloaked figure watched her, amused. “You’ve got spirit, girl. But do you have what it takes to protect him?”
“Try me,” Lira hissed, her voice laced with venom.
The man’s smirk faltered. “Brave words,” he said coldly. His gaze shifted to Rowan, and his tone grew sharper. “Tell her, brother. Tell her what you promised me all those years ago.”
Rowan’s fists clenched, his golden eyes filled with regret. “Not now, Kael,” he growled, his voice hoarse.
“Not now?” Kael barked out a laugh. “You’ve had years to tell her. Years to come clean. Do you think she’ll still look at you the same way once she knows the truth?”
Lira’s heart twisted. She glanced at Rowan, her voice soft but firm. “What’s he talking about, Rowan?”
Rowan met her gaze, pain etched into his face. “I... I did what I had to,” he said, his voice barely a whisper.
“Liar,” Kael sneered. “You didn’t just ‘do what you had to.’ You made a deal with me—a deal that cost lives. Innocent lives.”
Lira’s breath caught, her magic faltering. “Rowan, is that true?”
“I didn’t know what it would cost,” Rowan said, his voice breaking. “I was desperate. I—”
Kael interrupted with a cruel laugh. “Spare me your excuses. You owe me, brother. And now, you’ll pay your debt—one way or another.”
Before Lira could respond, Kael raised his hand, dark magic surging toward her. Rowan threw himself in front of her again, his body absorbing the brunt of the attack.
“Stop hiding behind her!” Kael roared. “Face me like the traitor you are!”
Rowan collapsed to his knees, his body trembling. Lira knelt beside him, her hands glowing with healing magic. “Don’t you dare give up on me,” she whispered fiercely.
His gaze met hers, filled with pain and love. “I’ll protect you,” he murmured, his voice weak but resolute. “Even if it costs me everything.”
Her heart ached, but her fury burned brighter. She rose to her feet, her silver eyes blazing. “You want to settle a debt, Kael?” she said, her voice steady and cold. “Then settle it with me.”
Kael’s dark magic flared, and the forest grew still. “So be it.”
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Chapter 211: Shadows of Betrayal
Rowan groaned as he struggled to rise, his body trembling under the weight of the attack. Blood dripped from his side, staining the earth beneath him. Lira crouched protectively, her magic swirling like a tempest, ready to strike again.
The cloaked figure watched her, amused. “You’ve got spirit, girl. But do you have what it takes to protect him?”
“Try me,” Lira hissed, her voice laced with venom.
The man’s smirk faltered. “Brave words,” he said coldly. His gaze shifted to Rowan, and his tone grew sharper. “Tell her, brother. Tell her what you promised me all those years ago.”
Rowan’s fists clenched, his golden eyes filled with regret. “Not now, Kael,” he growled, his voice hoarse.“Not now?” Kael barked out a laugh. “You’ve had years to tell her. Years to come clean. Do you think she’ll still look at you the same way once she knows the truth?”
Lira’s heart twisted. She glanced at Rowan, her voice soft but firm. “What’s he talking about, Rowan?”
Rowan met her gaze, pain etched into his face. “I... I did what I had to,” he said, his voice barely a whisper.
“Liar,” Kael sneered. “You didn’t just ‘do what you had to.’ You made a deal with me—a deal that cost lives. Innocent lives.”
Lira’s breath caught, her magic faltering. “Rowan, is that true?”
“I didn’t know what it would cost,” Rowan said, his voice breaking. “I was desperate. I—”
Kael interrupted with a cruel laugh. “Spare me your excuses. You owe me, brother. And now, you’ll pay your debt—one way or another.”
Before Lira could respond, Kael raised his hand, dark magic surging toward her. Rowan threw himself in front of her again, his body absorbing the brunt of the attack.
“Stop hiding behind her!” Kael roared. “Face me like the traitor you are!”
Rowan collapsed to his knees, his body trembling. Lira knelt beside him, her hands glowing with healing magic. “Don’t you dare give up on me,” she whispered fiercely.
His gaze met hers, filled with pain and love. “I’ll protect you,” he murmured, his voice weak but resolute. “Even if it costs me everything.”
Her heart ached, but her fury burned brighter. She rose to her feet, her silver eyes blazing. “You want to settle a debt, Kael?” she said, her voice steady and cold. “Then settle it with me.”
Kael’s dark magic flared, and the forest grew still. “So be it.”
Chapter 212: Bonds Tested by Fire
Lira’s magic surged as she faced Kael, the storm within her matching the tempest outside. Rowan’s strained breathing behind her reminded her of what was at stake.
Kael’s smirk deepened as dark energy coiled around him like a serpent. “You’re bold, girl. But boldness won’t save him—or you.”
“You talk too much,” Lira snapped, her hands sparking with silver light. She didn’t wait for his next move. With a sharp motion, she sent a gale-force wind barreling toward him.
Kael moved swiftly, his shadows absorbing her attack before lunging at her with a spear of dark energy. Lira twisted, narrowly dodging the strike. Her heart pounded as she countered with a volley of blazing white orbs. They hit their mark, forcing Kael to stumble back.
“Impressive,” he admitted, wiping a trickle of blood from his lip. “But how far will you go to save someone who lies to you?”
“Farther than you can imagine,” Lira growled, her voice steady despite the storm in her chest.
Kael’s laughter echoed, cold and sharp. “Loyalty like that is rare. Too bad it’s wasted on him.”
Lira’s magic flared, the air around her shimmering with heat. “You don’t get to judge him. Whatever Rowan’s done, he’s here now. Fighting for us.”
Kael sneered. “We’ll see if you still feel that way when this is over.”
He lunged again, his shadow magic clashing with her wind. The ground shook beneath their feet as the two forces collided, light and darkness battling for dominance.
Behind her, Rowan stirred, his voice weak but determined. “Lira, don’t—”
“I’m not letting you die, Rowan,” she said fiercely, not taking her eyes off Kael.
Kael’s smirk returned. “Touching. But love won’t save you.”
Lira’s eyes blazed. “Maybe not. But it’ll destroy you.”
With a cry, she unleashed a torrent of energy, her magic exploding in a brilliant flash. Kael staggered, his shadows dissolving under the onslaught.
But when the light faded, he was still standing, albeit weakened. “You’re strong,” he admitted, his voice tinged with grudging respect. “But this isn’t over.”
Before she could respond, he vanished into the shadows, leaving only his mocking laughter behind.
Lira dropped to her knees, her energy spent. Rowan crawled to her side, his hand trembling as he reached for hers.
“You didn’t have to do that,” he rasped.
“Yes, I did,” she said softly, brushing his hair back. “You’re worth fighting for.”
Rowan’s golden eyes filled with emotion. “Even after everything?”
“Especially after everything,” she said firmly, pulling him into her arms.
For now, the battle was over. But the war for their future had only just begun.
Chapter 213: Shadows of Truth
Lira helped Rowan to his feet, her hands steady despite the tremble in her limbs. The forest was eerily quiet now, the echoes of their battle fading into the mist.
Rowan leaned heavily against her, his breath labored but determined. “You should’ve let me handle him.”
“And let you die?” Lira shot him a sharp look, her silver eyes gleaming. “Not a chance.”
They moved through the woods, their steps crunching softly against the damp earth. Rowan’s silence was heavy, his gaze flickering with something unspoken.
“What is it?” she asked, her voice low but firm.
Rowan hesitated, his golden eyes meeting hers. “Kael wasn’t wrong, Lira. There are things I haven’t told you—things I’m not proud of.”
She stopped, turning to face him fully. “Like what?”
“I—” He paused, swallowing hard. “I worked with him once. Before I knew you, before I chose this pack. He promised me freedom from my curse, and I believed him. But it was a lie. I cut ties when I realized what he truly was, but…” His voice trailed off, guilt etched into every line of his face.
Lira’s chest tightened. She wanted to be angry, to shout, to demand why he hadn’t told her sooner. But she saw the raw regret in his eyes, the weight he carried.
“You chose us,” she said finally, her voice steady. “That’s what matters now.”
His expression softened, hope flickering like a fragile flame. “You still trust me?”
“Always,” she said, her fingers brushing against his. “But don’t ever keep something like that from me again.”
“I won’t,” he promised, his voice rough.
They continued walking, their bond strengthened but shadowed by the secrets of the past. Neither of them noticed the pair of golden eyes watching from the shadows, a malicious grin spreading in the dark.
Kael wasn’t done with them yet.
Chapter 214: The Gathering Storm
The air in the pack house was tense, a quiet unease settling over everyone. Lira and Rowan had returned from the forest bruised but united. Still, Kael’s shadow loomed large over them.
Elias leaned against the doorway, his golden eyes fixed on Rowan. “You’ve been hiding something,” he said, his tone calm but edged with authority.
Rowan met the Alpha’s gaze, his posture straight despite his injuries. “I told Lira everything. Kael and I have a past, but it’s behind me now.”
Elias crossed his arms, the faintest growl in his voice. “Kael doesn’t let go of his pawns that easily. You’ve jeopardized this pack, my family. How can I be sure you won’t do it again?”
“Because I’m not the same man I was,” Rowan replied firmly. “I made my choice when I stayed. I’d die before betraying this pack.”
Aria stepped forward, her silver gaze softening the tension. “He’s proven himself time and again, Elias. We all carry scars from our past. Let’s not judge him for his.”
Elias exhaled sharply, his wolf reluctantly calming. “Fine. But if Kael makes another move, I expect you to be at the front lines, Rowan.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” Rowan said.
As the meeting broke apart, Lira pulled Rowan aside, her hand lingering on his arm. “We’ll get through this,” she whispered.
But even as her words steadied him, a strange sense of foreboding settled over them both. Kael wasn’t just a rogue threat. He was planning something bigger—something that would test not only Rowan’s loyalty but the strength of the entire pack.
Chapter 215: Shadows in the Forest
Lira paced the pack house balcony, her thoughts restless. The moon cast a pale glow over the forest, but its beauty felt like a mask for the danger lurking beyond.
Rowan joined her, his footsteps silent. “You’re worried,” he said softly.
“Kael isn’t just an enemy,” she murmured. “He’s calculated, relentless. And now he’s targeting you.”
Rowan leaned against the railing, his gaze on the dark trees. “I won’t let him hurt us. Hurt you.”
Her chest tightened at his words. “You can’t fight him alone, Rowan. He knows your weaknesses.”
“Maybe,” he admitted, turning to her. “But he doesn’t know my strength now. I have something worth fighting for.”
Lira met his eyes, her heart skipping. The intensity in his gaze left her breathless, a silent promise lingering in the air.
Before she could respond, a howl cut through the night—a warning.
Elias appeared at the balcony door. “Rogues,” he growled. “Kael’s forces are testing the perimeter.”
Rowan straightened, his posture shifting to that of a warrior. “Let’s end this.”
Lira hesitated, her hybrid instincts flaring. She wouldn’t let Rowan face this alone. Together, they descended into the chaos, ready to fight for their pack—and each other.
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Chapter 216: The Battle Lines
The forest came alive with chaos as rogues flooded the clearing, their growls and snarls filling the air. Rowan’s wolf surged forward, his shift instantaneous, his black fur blending into the shadows.
Lira followed, her hybrid form shimmering in the moonlight—a deadly mix of wolf strength and her fox-like agility. Her claws extended as her silver eyes scanned the battlefield, searching for Kael’s forces.
Elias was a whirlwind of power, his presence commanding the pack as they formed ranks. “Hold the line!” he barked, his voice cutting through the noise.
Rowan fought with precision, every strike calculated. He moved like a predator, his loyalty to the pack driving every step. But when Kael’s massive figure appeared on the horizon, his focus sharpened.
Kael grinned, his golden eyes locking on Rowan. “Loyalty is such a fragile thing, isn’t it?”
Lira appeared at Rowan’s side, her presence a steadying force. “He doesn’t know you,” she said, her voice low but fierce.
Rowan glanced at her, his determination hardening. “Then let’s show him.”
They charged together, their bond a force Kael hadn’t anticipated. As claws clashed and magic surged, it became clear this fight was more than a battle—it was a testament to their love and unity.
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Chapter 217: Loyalty in the Shadows
Rowan felt the weight of Kael's words as they echoed in the chaotic night. His opponent’s eyes glinted with malice, each strike calculated to unnerve him.
“You’re wasting your strength,” Kael taunted, dodging Rowan’s claws with ease. “Do you really think she trusts you? The outsider, the rogue? She questions your loyalty every time you’re near.”
Rowan’s growl rumbled deep in his chest. “You don’t know anything about me or her.”
Kael smirked, sidestepping Lira’s sharp wind strike. “Oh, but I do. She watches you, doesn’t she? Always waiting for the moment you turn.”
Lira’s magic flared as silver winds whipped around her, her eyes blazing. “You don’t get to talk about trust, Kael. You’ve betrayed everything you once stood for.”
Kael laughed, circling them both. “And you think he hasn’t? Loyalty is fleeting when survival is at stake.”
Rowan lunged, claws flashing, but Kael was ready. With a sharp movement, he slammed Rowan to the ground. Rowan grunted in pain, struggling to rise as Kael loomed over him.
“See?” Kael said, his voice dripping with venom. “He’s weak. He’ll leave you, Lira. Just like I—”
“Enough!” Lira’s voice boomed, her magic surging. A gale of energy knocked Kael backward, sending him skidding. She turned to Rowan, offering her hand.
“Get up,” she commanded, her voice softer. “We fight together, or not at all.”
Rowan took her hand, his resolve hardening. “Then let’s finish this.”
Together, they turned to Kael, ready to fight for what truly mattered.
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Chapter 217: Loyalty in the Shadows
Rowan felt the weight of Kael's words as they echoed in the chaotic night. His opponent’s eyes glinted with malice, each strike calculated to unnerve him.
“You’re wasting your strength,” Kael taunted, dodging Rowan’s claws with ease. “Do you really think she trusts you? The outsider, the rogue? She questions your loyalty every time you’re near.”
Rowan’s growl rumbled deep in his chest. “You don’t know anything about me or her.”
Kael smirked, sidestepping Lira’s sharp wind strike. “Oh, but I do. She watches you, doesn’t she? Always waiting for the moment you turn.”
Lira’s magic flared as silver winds whipped around her, her eyes blazing. “You don’t get to talk about trust, Kael. You’ve betrayed everything you once stood for.”
Kael laughed, circling them both. “And you think he hasn’t? Loyalty is fleeting when survival is at stake.”
Rowan lunged, claws flashing, but Kael was ready. With a sharp movement, he slammed Rowan to the ground. Rowan grunted in pain, struggling to rise as Kael loomed over him.
“See?” Kael said, his voice