Cold slid slowly down my spine.
Kael folded his arms tighter.
“That sounds like fearmongering.”
“You think power like that should exist?” Brent snapped. “If it were natural, everyone would carry it.”
His eyes had gone almost wild now.
“It means nature divided power intentionally,” he said. “And the hybrid heir reunites it.”
The room fell silent.
“The old writings speak of a child born carrying gifts neither species was ever meant to possess together. Not stronger. Not faster. Something far worse.”
A cold pressure settled beneath my ribs.
“Wolves already influence emotion through bonds and instinct. Lycans already bend submission through dominance,” Brent continued. “Now imagine both gifts amplified into something neither species can resist.”
The room felt colder somehow.
“The pr
