Claire's POV

Chase's hand stayed clamped around my wrist. Damian's blade rested flush against his throat.

The hall froze under the crushing weight of Damian's aura. Every wolf was too terrified to breathe.

Damian’s aura exploded.

The force hit Chase like a wrecking ball, blasting him backward. His grip ripped from my wrist as he crashed into the far wall. The heavy impact shook the entire hall.

I rubbed my freed wrist.

A terrified silence swallowed the room.

Damian stepped between me and Chase, his body acting as an impenetrable wall.

Chase pushed himself off the floor, utterly humiliated in front of the nobles, the guards, Ivy, and his entire...