LYRA’S POV

My body trembled violently as I could barely hold it together. The room spun around me, and yet my limbs were still heavy, and my skin slick with sweat, while my shredded dress clung to me like a cruel reminder of what had just happened. The male werewolf was far from done. He looked like he was just starting as his rut kicked into full effect.

Then, there was an explosion of power. So blinding, I could feel the earth move from under me. Save that I was still sprawled on the ...