Eliza’s POV

My blood boiled at the sight, infusing me with a raw, uncontained rage that eclipsed everything else.

“THERON!” I howled, my voice filled with desperation and fury. It shattered the air around us, reverberating with primal energy.

As if my scream had triggered something, I charged forward, a blur of fur and fangs, desperation propelling me.

The world narrowed to that intense moment, each heartbeat a drum calling me to action. I could feel Jasmine stirring again, the need to protect a power surging through us, binding us in our shared purpose.

In an instant, I leapt, agile and relentless, my claws outstretched. The black wolf turned its...