Liam's POV
I crashed hard into the far wall. The impact knocked the air straight out of my lungs, making my vision go blurry for a split second.
Suddenly, the entire room went dead silent. Nobody moved. Nobody breathed.
I slowly lifted my head, rubbing my sore chest, and stared toward the bed. Scarlett was sitting upright now, but something was wrong. Very wrong. Her entire body was trembling violently, and the blankets around her had begun floating slightly above the mattress as invisible waves of heat and power rolled off her in every direction.
Her eyes were glowing. They weren't gold, blue, or silver. They were red. A deep, terrifying red.
Inside my head, my wolf instantly retreated into the darkest corner of my mind. It wasn't just from fear; it was pure survival instinct. Every creature in nature knew when it was standing before something ancient and deadly. Right now, every single hair on my body stood on end.
"Scarlett?" Leonard whispered, his voice shaking.
