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I rushed towards Idris, my heart pounding with determination and rage. I leapt onto an enormous wolf, taking them down with a single swipe of my claws. As I tore through the remaining enemies blocking my path, I could feel the temperature around me drop when Hawke’s men opened fire.

Suddenly, a blast of energy exploded from Idris, knocking several of our pack members to the ground. I snarled, shovingmy feet into the soil and using it to leap toward him. Idris held out his hand, and my teeth wrapped around his white hand with long black nails. I crunched into the bones of his hand, and he groaned.

His grip tightens around my lower jaw, causing it to tremble under his forceful shake. Suddenly, a surge of electricity coursed through, jolting every nerve inside me. The intense shockwave rippled through my body, unleashing a deafening sonic boom that reverberated deep within my stomach. In an instant, I was propelled past Tajah, hurtling through the raging flames, and crashing through the walls of the sturdy packhouse.

I was stunned when I finally landed at the back of the nearly empty main floor of the packhouse, and shook my head, letting the glass fall from my fur.

No, that fucker didn’t.

Struggling to rise, I scrambled to my feet, momentarily unsteady until I regained my balance. As I rushed outside, gasping for breath, I was confronted by a gruesome sight. The air was heavy with the metallic scent of blood, and the ground was painted crimson, evidence of the fierce battle that had consumed my territory.

This was not what I had wanted.

My lip curled into a snarl and I leapt off the steps. However, before I could rescue my mate, I froze, I fearing if I took one more step I would see a repeat of my fucking past.

Chapter Thirty-Six

Emm

As I forced my eyes open, the blinding lightning seared through my vision, intensifying the throbbing pain. Lost in the abyss, I struggled to distinguish whether I was sprawled in the gritty dirt, hunched on all fours, or cradled within the embrace of unknown arms.

I told Locke to go. I told him to take care of everyone else. And I’m glad he did, I am. But now I’m breaking, not in the emotional sense, but my whole damn body.

“You are not going to give up now, are you?”I could see bright green eyes glowing in the dark recess of my mind. Fangs came from within the depths, and enormous paws smeared with blood pounded toward me. “You’re just getting started.”

As my body contorted, I could feel my spine stretching, causing me to involuntarily let out a sharp cry. The pain wasunbearable, shooting through every fiber of my being. I clenched my fists, determined not to cause a scene, but the agony was too intense. I couldn’t help but curse under my breath, vowing to break every one of Locke’s bones for not warning me how bad this truly was.

“Fight.”

Fenrir circled me in the darkness. I watched the paw I had just recently gained morph into something terrifying. Long-boned fingers, with razor sharp nails to complete the transformation. Blood dripped from cuticles where it cut through the skin.

I let out another cry while I lay in my darkness.

Fenrir stood over me, I felt his fur against my back. “You have this. You are the luna, the leader of this pack.”

I let out a snarl, continuing to keep my eyes squeezed shut.

The deafening thunder reverberated around me, accompanied by the piercing sound of gunshots whizzing past. The air was filled with screams, roars and haunting howls, creating a cacophony of terror. My heightened hearing detected every sound with precision, while my senses seemed to amplify, allowing me to feel the scorching heat of burning embers that singed my nostrils.

A surge of raw, pulsating power invaded my body, infusing each and every breath with a newfound strength. It was as if I could feel the energy coursing through my veins, electrifying me from within. The pain that had once consumed me was now gone, replaced by a sense of invincibility. But there was no time to revel in this newfound bliss. The urgency of the situation demanded my attention, and I pushed on with renewed determination.

The fight was just beginning.

“That’s it, good girl.” I felt Fenrir’s body hover over mine, his breath tickling my pointed ears, and his nose nuzzling into myneck.“You’ve done well, but it isn’t over yet. Open your eyes and let them see what you have become.”

I threw open my eyes and the darkness that covered me was filled with light. The moon glowed in the sky; the clouds parted just enough for it to shine down.

The bullets that continued to pop off in the distance sounded closer than they were. Yells and screams of pain perked my ears up, and I slowly stood on just two feet. I had easily grown a foot and a half and stood over Delilah, who was shaking beside me.

Delilah held onto her pup, who was buried deep in her chest. She wasn’t even looking at me, but what was behind me.

As I turned, Tajah was still chanting, her hair flying in all directions. When she opened her eyes, they glowed a bright yellow and she drew a pattern in the air with a candle. Bram stood before her, his hands out in front of him. A weak sliver of a barrier confined us all. I jerked my head to where Bram and Delilah were staring, and I saw the fae that Locke had talked about.

Duke Idris, the dark fae that ha taken it upon himself to learn dark magic and necromancy, and take over the humans of Earth.

I tilted my head as he came closer, watching him in slow motion.

Why did he give humans powers? Why is he genetically mutating them? Doesn’t he want them weak?

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