THIRD POV
The silence lasted only a fraction of a second after the howl.
Then suddenly—
A massive wolf burst out of the bushes, knocking Darren to the ground.
The force of the impact sent Darren crashing backward before he could even react properly.
Gasps erupted across the clearing instantly.
The dagger flew from Darren’s hand as his body slammed hard against the dirt beside the altar.
Alexander froze for half a heartbeat.
Then recognition hit him immediately.
Roman.
Stonevale wolves staggered backward uneasily.
Some lowered their heads slightly without meaning to.
Others looked outright confused.
Because they could feel it too.
That pressure.
That command buried naturally inside Roman’s presence now that his wolf had fully awakened.
And Darren…
Darren looked horrified.
