Zane~
The world blurred around me—fire, wind, heat, and madness—as Red burst forth from within me, shifting my body into my towering wolf form. My paws slammed against the scorched ground with such force that the earth beneath cracked and trembled like it was in awe. Lava hissed and leapt aside as if bowing in fear. I had never felt power like this before—raw, untamed, ancient. It was as if the fire around me fed my limbs instead of burning them.
"This… this is insane," I growled through our mind link.
"No," Red's voice thundered through me. "This is who we are now. The Night Alpha. The earth recognizes its king."
I darted forward, heat lashing against my fur as fire-birds spiraled above. Beside me, Jacob shifted mid-stride—one second, he was the laid-back, calm storm of a man, and the next, he was Mist, the original wolf, his silver fur streaked with smoke and starlight. He ran with a grace that defied reality, his paws not touching the ground but gliding over it.
