Kieran's POV
The curse I had hated for so long burned through my blood like liquid fire. But for the first time, it didn't feel like a curse. It felt like power.
I stood at the edge of the battlefield, watching as shadow creatures poured through the tear in reality. My pack fought bravely, but they were losing ground. Caius and his vampires held the eastern side, their pale faces streaked with blood. Zeke protected the hurt, his hands glowing with strange magic.
But Sienna and Ronan were nowhere to be seen.
A howl of pain cut through the confusion as one of my Betas fell. The shadow thing that attacked him turned its empty eyes toward me. I felt my wolf rise in response, eager for fight.
"Kieran!" Caius appeared beside me, his moves too fast for human eyes to track. "We can't hold them much longer."
"Where's Sienna?" I asked. Through our bond, I could feel her distress, but I couldn't pinpoint her position.
