Chapter 181: Mother’s Wrath

Elira

Liora lunged forward, her sharp claws flashing silver beneath the cold moonlight. The sound of her swift movement cut through the small clearing like a drawn knife. I twisted violently at the last possible moment—it was too close—and the edge of her hand tore past my cheek. My breath hitched in sudden shock; pain flared hot and bright, but I desperately kept my feet firmly planted.

I swung low toward her legs, a raw, fierce shout ripping out of me as I ...