A howl—deep, resounding, unnatural—ripped through the air, so powerful it shattered her window.
Silence followed—thick, suffocating. Then, chaos.
Her mother staggered back, a strangled gasp escaping her lips. Her brother bolted, his retreat frantic, stumbling in his haste to flee. But her father stood frozen, his eyes locked onto her with something beyond fear. It was recognition. He saw her power and he felt his.
Brent didn't hesitate. He shifted in an instant, bones snapping, fur bursting forth, until his hulking brown wolf loomed before her. A snarl tore from his throat as he lunged, his fangs bared, his eyes wild with rage and desperation.
He collided with Olivia, slamming her into the cold floor. The impact sent them crashing through the window, shards of glass raining down like shattered stars as they plummeted toward the earth below.
