( Meanwhile, out in the garden… Bloodfang territories)
She ran.
Oh, she ran.
But Kieran was already coming faster than her worst nightmare.
One blink later, the Alpha was gone.
In his place was a midnight beast.
Enormous. His eyes burned molten gold, and his claws dug furrows into the manicured lawn of Alpha Velor, as he bolted into the night, leaving only a shredded formal wear behind.
He had hit the stone steps at full speed and ripped free of his clothes mid leap, muscles exploding into a better shape as his bones cracked and twisted, fur bursting from skin like wildfire.
Unmistakably, the pursued was fast.
Too fast.
A flash of silver fur ahead and she had shifted as well. Clever. A smaller wolf, built for evasion, darting between hedges and statues in a dizzying pattern. But technically advanced.Not a mundane rogue.
Every turn was a feint, every straight path a trap. She looped back, zigzagged, doubled over her own trail like a ghost.
