Dravena pov

As soon as those words left my lips, the wolf in front of me growled and lunged without hesitation, charging straight at me with a speed that should have blurred but to me, it happened in slow motion.

Every movement stretched out as he raced toward me. I stood perfectly still, eyes locked on him, studying his speed, his stance, watching as he raised his paws to strike.

Everyone seemed to hold their breath, the world itself seemed to freeze.

However, before he could reach ...