Leah
Two words.
But they weren't just words.
The command hit the room like a physical force. I felt it pass through me, a wave of pressure that rolled outward from where Darien stood and slammed into every wolf in the chamber. It bypassed the mind entirely. Went straight to the place where instinct lived, where the wolf resided beneath the skin, and pressed down with an authority that was older than language.
Donnelly's knees buckled.
He fought it. I could see the struggle in every muscle of his body, the way his arms locked, the way his jaw clenched so hard I heard his teeth grind. His wolf was screaming at him to submit, and his pride was screaming at him to resist. The war between the two played out across his face in real time, raw and visceral.
He lost.
His legs folded beneath
