Ronan The field is thick with the smell of blood and smoke, the air hot against my fur. Every breath burns. Caius has me pinned beneath him, his claws digging into my chest hard enough to break skin, but not deep enough to kill. His teeth hover inches from my throat, saliva dripping down as his whole body trembles. He growls, a sound torn between rage and pain, and for a second, I think it’s over.Then he hesitates.I can feel his body shaking above me, his claws twitching like he’s fighting something I can’t see. His eyes flash red, then silver, then back to black again. There’s a war going on inside him, and I can sense Darko pacing restlessly in my head, ready to tear free if Caius doesn’t stop.“Caius,” I rasp, the taste of iron thick on my tongue. “You can fight it. You’re still in there.”He lets out a low, strangled sound, half-snarl, half-whimper. His paw trembles where it hovers above my face, claws inches from tearing it open. I hold his gaze, refusing to flinch, even as bl
 Last Updated : 2025-10-09
Last Updated : 2025-10-09