*Vanessa’s POV*
There was something about the third prince standing in front of me that I had never seen before. Not in the pages of the novel I had read about him, not in the way he had acted down in that cellar—no, this was something completely different. There was a look in Erik’s eyes that told me something far more dangerous, far more powerful, resided deep inside of him.
And I didn’t know whether that thought frightened me or not.
Then Falcon’s face contorted and he rushed forward at Erik, colliding with the third prince. Erik snarled on impact and fought back. The brothers were in a tangled fight, and soon enough, Falcon shifted, but Erik remained human.
My eyes went wide, watching him go up against a literal wolf. My heart beat at each swipe Falcon made. What was Erik doing? Why wouldn’t he shift?
Even though he was holding his own, Falcon’s wolf took precedent and he lunged once more, pressing his paws into Erik’s chest, sending him flying backward behind me.
