Lucian’s jaw tensed. The logical part of him knew Kael was right. Thalora was dangerous, possibly more powerful than anyone wanted to admit. But the part of him driven by instinct, by his wolf, refused to back down. He wasn’t about to let fear control his decisions.
Lucian took a slow, deep breath, trying to calm the fire burning in his chest. His wolf snarled inside him, impatient and hungry for action. He didn’t care how powerful Thalora’s magic was. Witches had bled and fallen before him before, and she would be no different.
“If the pack is too scared to deal with a witch,” Lucian growled, his voice low but fierce, “then I’ll lead them myself. If Thalora is involved, if she’s the one behind this, I’ll rip her to shreds.” His eyes glowed faintly as the wolf within him surged to the su
