Adelaide's POV
I flicked the edge of the list, letting it dangle tauntingly as Ulrik reached for it—only for me to yank it back.
A cedar tang burst from my nape, Alpha pheromones flooding the air.
Ulrik's pupils slit, his knuckles elongating into wolf claws.
I sidestepped his grasp, my moonstone necklace suddenly searing hot—a sign Frostfang's Alpha bloodline was awakening.
"Come and take it," I said, letting the list slip into the gale of my aura.
Ulrik's shoulders cracked with the sound of bone shifting.
His leap left granite floor splintered, ironclad muscles straining against his uniform.
As his fist whistled past my temple, I bit my lip, fangs piercing flesh.
My claws lashed out.
Ulrik's punch veered at the last second, shattering a blue porcelain vase behind me.
I seized h
