The pack grounds were buzzing with fear and tension when Evan returned, but the moment he stepped into the clearing, everything went silent.

He looked like a storm, eyes glowing gold, jaw clenched, power rolling off him in waves. Warriors instinctively straightened. Omegas backed away. Even the air felt tighter.

Christa stood over the runes she’d traced onto the dirt, her hands glowing faintly as she finished deciphering the spell.

Jace stood beside her, arms crossed, face grim. Evan didn’t ...