Luna's Last Oath
Elara darted in behind her, trying to haul one wolf off another, her small frame half-lost in the melee.
“Enough!” Nicole roared, but the word was drowned in snarls.
A blade flashed — not steel, but claws, half-shifted. It caught Elara across the arm, sending her stumbling back. Nicole’s Fury broke its leash. It tore through her veins, white-hot, flooding her vision. She seized the nearest wolf by the scruff and flung him into the wall. The crack of impact silenced a dozen voices at once. Power radiated off her like fire, scorching the air, and every wolf in the courtyard froze mid-motion. The silence that followed was not peace. It was fear.
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