Ronan’s POVBones cracked.Muscle tore and rebuilt.The world tilted, then snapped into sharper focus.I dropped to all fours as black fur poured over my skin, thick and dark as midnight. My wolf’s body filled out in a rush, powerful shoulders, heavy paws, a build meant for war.Across from me, Keiran’s wolf exploded into form, black and grey, like storm clouds split by ash. His wolf was fierce, leaner than mine, built for speed and brutal strikes.The size difference was obvious.Mine was bigger.But Keiran’s wolf was not weak.He lunged immediately, snapping toward my throat.I shifted my head, caught his neck in my jaws, and threw him aside.Keiran rolled, sprang up, and attacked again, claws digging into my flank.Pain flared.I snarled, a deep sound that shook dust from the ground.Keiran slammed into me, trying to drive me down.We hit the earth with a heavy thud, wrestling, snapping, clawing.The crowd screamed.Beverly yelled Keiran’s name.Nyra’s scent spiked, fear, tension, s
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