The door slammed shut behind Ethan, with a sound that shook the walls. Outside, the guards froze, their hearts skipping as the heavy thud signaled a terrifying shift in the atmosphere.

Inside, Ethan pressed his forehead against the wood, breathing in short burning gasps.

It didn't help.

Nothing helped.

A low deep growl rattled in his chest, the sound of his wolf Arthur, clawing at his consciousness.

The veins in his arms pulsed like thick ropes. His skin felt like it was on fire, a suffocating ...