Sophia's breath hitched as she saw Ronan towering over the terrified pack member. His usually calm demeanor was replaced by something primal, his eyes glowing with an eerie, unnatural light.
"Ronan!" Sophia called out, her voice trembling but firm. She took a cautious step forward, trying to break through whatever dark haze had taken hold of him. "What are you doing?"
Ronan didn't respond, his focus locked on the young boy at his feet. A low, menacing growl rumbled from his chest, and his fingers twitched as though ready to strike.
Valentina rushed forward, her own panic flaring into anger. "Ronan, snap out of it!" she shouted, but her words seemed to fall on deaf ears.
Sophia's heart pounded as she watched Ronan's muscles tense, coiled like a predator ready to pounce. The air crackled with a dark, malevolent energy that sent shivers down her spine. She knew she had to act fast before it was too late.