The shouting starts before dawn.
At first, I think it’s a nightmare. The sound of snarls, chairs scraping, glass breaking, but then the bond hits me. It slams into my chest like a wave. Rage, sharp and wild. Fear and pain. My brothers.
I throw the blanket off and stumble out of bed. The house feels heavy, vibrating with energy that isn’t mine. The Moonbond is burning through the walls, alive and furious.
“Stop!” I shout before I even reach the living room.
They don’t hear me.
Kael and Ryn are in each other’s faces, both half-shifted, eyes glowing silver, claws out. Soren stands between them, trying to push Kael back, while Jace is shouting at Ryn to calm down. The air crackles with heat. Not fire, but power. The bond is reacting, feeding their tempers, feeding mine.
“Enough!” I screa
