Chapter Twenty-seven

She had no weapon, no escape, and no hope. Her heartbeats raced, and she became acutely aware of the imminent danger. As the menacing wolf prepared to deliver a fatal blow, Ariana closed her eyes and waited for the end.

She felt blood dripping from her wounds, and her vision blurred. She thought she was going to die. But then, something changed. The air crackled with an unseen force, and a feeling of power, raw and untamed, enveloped her like an ethereal cloak. She felt a warmth spreading through her body, a tingling sensation in her limbs. She felt a power rising within her, a power she had never felt before.

The malevolent wolf, unaware of the supernatural shift, sneered confidently. But just as he was about to strike, a guttural growl that echoed through the night escaped him, and an unseen force froze him in place. The menacing smile on his face faltered.