His Mute Omega
It reared up, then took off, dragging the helpless hybrid along the jagged ground.
The Lycan crowd cheered and Snow’s stomach twisted.
She turned desperately to Clara, locking eyes with her. What can they do? We can't allow this to happen! Her eyes begged.
Clara inhaled sharply, held Snow's gaze for a long time, and without hesitation, screamed at the top of her lungs.
"STOPPPPPPPPP!"
The arena fell into stunned silence as a Lycan leaped forward, intercepting the horse, his power compelling the beast into an unnatural sleep.