Elena's POVThe late-night wind, damp with fog, swept up from the river channel.I had just walked out of the recording studio and hadn't even had time to fully button up my coat when a massive, suffocatingly familiar scent washed over me.Pine resin, cold iron, and that hint of ozone before a thunderstorm—Pheisar's Alpha aura, wrapped around his wolf, instantly crushed all the other surrounding scents.I was about to turn around, but a sudden, sharp pain hit my lower back. He lunged from behind like an uncontrolled hunting wolf, pinning me hard against the stone wall outside the studio.The rough stone scraped my back, sending shivers down my spine.The dim streetlamp clearly illuminated his semi-shifted face—his pupils were completely crimson, like amber soaked in fresh blood.He stared at me, looking like he was trying to tear my soul apart, piece by piece, through my eyes.My wolf, Lyra, snarled low inside me, her ears flattened, her fur standing on end.I gathered every ounce of
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