Literally.
The hallway went cold like death itself had whispered across it.
The two men halted mid-step. Paralyzed. Their limbs refused to move. Their eyes widened in horror.
Maya felt the pulse of black magic crawling over her skin. Zarya wasn’t just being possessive or jealous this time.
Something ancient… foul… and unholy was living inside her.
Maya’s wolf howled inside her. "That’s not Zarya. That’s something else. Something demonic."
“What’s wrong with you?!” Maya cried out, struggling to pull her arm free.
Zarya leaned closer, whispering near her ear. Her voice was no longer entirely her own, it was layered, twisted, like something speaking through her vocal cords. Like someone else was wearing her skin.
“I’m going to gut you… and watch your unborn pup scream inside you befor
