Chapter 177

Zarek's POV

The air still thrummed with tension when I saw Dravos Vandor collapse to the ground, his scream cutting sharp through the manicured lawn. His right hand hung at an unnatural angle, a crimson ribbon trailing from the twisted joints. Instinctively, my wolf surged. My Alpha senses flared—not for dominance, not for show—but for the protection for Elara.

Sivya rushed forward, her Beta pri