Ryan

Front and center in the clearing, the two she-wolves stood, ready for battle. Their fur glinted in the emerging sunlight, growls vibrating through the space around them.

It seemed everyone watched in breathless anticipation as they waited for the clash of claws and fangs against vulnerable human flesh. I jumped from the stage to stand near Killian my heart in my throat.

Lyra crouched without fear, poised and ready, feet planted and eyes on the two wolves. Her ...