Leo’s POV
The man lunged.
I threw my arms over my face, waiting for claws to tear into me. Instead, a sharp, strangled sound cut through the forest.
The attacker stopped so suddenly that his boots dug into the earth. His claws hovered inches from my chest. The yellow light in his eyes flickered, and the color drained from his face.
The taller man caught his shoulder. “What is it?”
He didn't answer. He was staring at me, breathing hard through his nose as if my scent had changed everything.
Then the taller man inhaled.
His hand fell away from his companion. For one strange second, neither moved. I could hear leaves shifting overhead and my own heart hammering in my ears. Fear still twisted inside me, but beneath it came a heavy, unfamiliar feeling that made me want to lift my chin in
