Zara POV

Timothy's Alpha command slams into me. My body wants to obey instinctively—but Raven snarls, pushing back.

'No,' she growls. 'We don't submit to him anymore.'

I wrench my wrist from Timothy's grip and whirl on him. "Who the hell do you think you are? Why would I listen to you?"

Despite all the eyes on us, Timothy pulls me into his arms. His voice drops to a growl against my ear. "How long are you going to keep this up? Zara, enough!"

His wolf presses against mine—Havoc trying to ...