Draven’s body twisted violently as the Blood Moon reached its height. His bones cracked, his muscles expanded, and the last trace of human restraint tore away from him as his wolf form took over completely. He roared, the sound shaking the room. His eyes were bright crimson, with no recognition in them.

Liora held Silver tightly against her chest. The baby whimpered but didn’t cry yet, only watching the chaos with wide eyes. She took a step back as Draven smashed into the table, ...