Zoe POV

Freya's bite lands and Vark's composure ends.

It isn't a gradual thing — one moment he is the calculated, patient force that has been running this fight on his terms, and the next his eyes have gone the deep red of a wolf that has stopped thinking and started reacting. The sound that comes out of him is raw and enormous, nothing like the controlled voice that was lecturing me about legal strategy sixty seconds ago, and he lunges forward with no setup, no read, no ...