Tristan

The power coursing through my veins was unlike anything I'd ever felt.

Not the controlled strength of my Alpha wolf. Not the disciplined force I'd spent years mastering.

This was raw. Primal and ancient.

I stood on two legs but I wasn't human. Wasn't entirely wolf either. Something in between, something that should have been impossible.

And it felt fucking glorious.

The first guard who rushed me didn't stand a chance. I caught him mid-leap, my clawed hand closing around his ...