Chapter 46
- Ayla’s POV
- The clash between Zane and Darren tore through the clearing like a storm. Every growl and snap of teeth seemed to shake the air, drowning out the murmurs of the pack watching anxiously. My stomach twisted, nerves coiling tight in my chest.
- Darren fought with reckless desperation, claws slashing, teeth snapping. He wanted control too badly. But I had faith in Zane—he always found a way.