Chapter 93

• HERO POV
• The sound of her pain ripped through me, a raw, powerful thing that clawed at my insides. My wolf, usually a calm, watchful presence, surged forward, demanding control. I burst through the door, the flimsy wood splintering around the frame. The air crackled with magic, thick and suffocating. Zara was on her back, arched upwards in a grotesque position, her screams echoing off loudly. Witches surrounded her, their faces grim. My blood ran cold. They were hurting her.
• Without a second thought, I slammed through their circle of magic. The force of it shuddered through the entire coven, sending Sabrina and Hana stumbling backward before hitting the floor with a loud thud. The air crackled even more intensely, the smell of ozone stinging my nostrils.