Chapter 33 Thirty Three

• Luciano's POV
• The walk back to the pack house is silent with tension thick in the air. The forest, usually alive with nocturnal sounds, feels muted as if it senses the storm between us. Evana walks between Sebastian and me, head bowed, breath shallow. She knows what’s coming. She knows we’re furious. Not because she fought hard but because she lost control in front of everyone.
• Sebastian and I exchange a glance. We both saw it—the way her power surged, unchecked, reckless. The chire blood inside her had taken over, bending her emotions, twisting them into something dangerous. It had taken both of us to pull her back before she did something she couldn’t undo.