POV: Victoria

The first hunter was still tearing through the crowd when two more transformations began. I watched in frozen horror as a female wolf from Maya's group collapsed, her spine arching impossibly. Her screams cut through the chaos, raw and animal. Bones cracked and reformed. Skin split and healed and split again. Within seconds, another eight-foot monster rose where a person had been.

Then a third. A young male from Seraphina's coalition. He'd been standing right next to me, ...