THE LYCAN KING’S CLAIM
His claws extended, reaching toward my chest.
I forced my limbs to move.
I forced my body to shift again.
I forced everything in me to resist.
Nothing.
My body was dead weight.
The vampire crouched, his claws hovering over my ribs…
But then, a blur moved behind him.
Then SWOOSH.
The vampire’s head flew clean off his shoulders.
His body collapsed next to me.
I blinked.
Jonas.
Jonas stood there, breathing hard, covered in blood.
Behind him, a wave of my soldiers stormed the hallway, shifting and ready for war.