Kayden - POV

A guttural growl tore through the air as Colt’s wolf launched at me, his claws wreathed in swirling black magic. I pivoted hard, dodging the strike. My strategy was clear—play defense, keep him chasing, and wear him down.

“Burn him!” Odin roared in my head, his anger fueling mine.

“Not yet,” I snapped, landing lightly on my feet. My body was tense, every nerve on edge.

Colt snarled again, frustration seeping through his glowing red wolf eyes. His fur bristled as if he could sense my plan, but he wasn’t ready for me to strike yet. Not yet.

“Why are we stalling?” Odin barked, his voice pounding...