Selene's eyes swept the room once more, her chest tightening. There were eight Alphas… and five Alpha heirs inside.
She knew her combat skills were strong, stronger than most wolves could ever dream of, but she was not foolish enough to think she could take them all head-on. Not like this. Not when every one of them carried the strength of a pack behind their blood.
Her nails dug into her palm as she took a step back into the shadows. No Alpha would win here. Only her true strength could.
The power of her blood.
Slowly, she let the energy stir within her, a current that burned cold and hot all at once, rising from the very core of her heart.
The air thickened as the spell whispered across her lips. It was a spell even powerful people will succumb to. They will lose control of their body and will and fall into deep sleep.
