Lorraine's POV
I didn't see it coming. None of us did.
One heartbeat, The Leader had Kieran pinned, his claws digging mercilessly into his flesh. The next heartbeat, a blur of blonde and fury smashed into him
Aveline.
She hit him with such force that he was torn off Kieran, crashing into the dirt. My mouth fell open. My breath caught in my chest.
"Aveline!" Adrian's scream split the air, raw and panicked. "No!"
But she wasn't listening. She wasn't Aveline anymore.
Her body trembled, her eyes burning bright with that inhuman gleam, her teeth bared in a savage snarl. The ghosthound was fully unleashed, and I could feel the weight of it in my bones.
The Leader staggered to his feet, looking more shocked than furious for once. His arrogance faltered as Aveline lunged again, claws slashing for his throat. He barely dodged, his movements sharper than lightning, but even he looked unsettled.
