I turned to look at Adrian, and his whole body was trembling. The rage that had filled me when I first heard the prophecy had also consumed him. I had been so engrossed in making sure that Adrian was okay that I hadn’t realized he wasn’t the one that was roaring.
As I looked around the room, my eyes peered into the eyes of a feral wolf. The same pair of eyes I had peered into on the day that I was born.
My father.
Next to him was my raging mother. Fighting her rage to be able to control her mate from doing any more damage and spinning out of control any further. I could tell the wolf inside her was winning. Her claws and razor-sharp teeth were coming to the surface. Her wolf begging to be released and seek out blood. Because my parents getting out of control too quickly. My brothers h
