Bankrupting the Alpha: Crowned by the Dragon King
Sol was already there, stripped to his combat trousers, his bronze skin glistening under the gym’s halogen lights.
"Tonight, we stop dancing," Linus rumbled. "The Eclipse doesn't fight in human skin. They fight with teeth and fire. Shift. Now."
I didn't hesitate. I didn't need to strip or prepare. With a surge of heat that radiated from my core, I called to the wolf. Usually, a shift is a violent, garment-shredding affair, but the High Alpha line had its perks. My clothes didn't tear; they simply vanished into the shift, merging with my essence.