The Lycan King's Contracted Luna
Ian's warriors tried to block our path, but I cut through them without slowing.
Behind us, I heard a sound that made my heart stop.
The shifting of bones. The tearing of clothes. A wolf's growl.
I looked back just in time to see Lyra complete her transformation.
Her white wolf stood where she'd been moments before, magnificent and deadly.
Lumina.
Ian shifted as well, his brown wolf emerging with a snarl.
He was larger than Lumina, more muscular. But she didn't back down.
They began circling each other, their eyes locked, their bodies tense and ready to strike.