Ruby’s POV

The roar came again—louder now.

It was low and rough, almost like a growl, but deeper. More powerful. It didn’t sound human. And yet... it didn’t sound like a full animal either.

For a second, I thought it might’ve come from Pete—but no, it wasn’t him.

My eyes flew open.

Pete was looking over his shoulder, panic twisting his face.

Something—someone—was holding him back. I couldn’t see clearly in the dark, but his body jerked violently as if he was trying to ...