Aliyah’s POV

My wolf’s scream still echoed through the dusty warehouse, the raw power of it hanging heavy in the air. Tatiana froze for a split second, her hand hovering dangerously close to Asher’s exposed body. Her eyes widened in surprise, but the twisted smirk quickly returned. She thought she had won. She thought my desperate outburst was nothing more than a mother’s pathetic cry.

She was wrong. Asher’s eyes met mine across the dim space, and in that single glance, something ...