Chapter 65

My father’s hand was locked around my neck, his grip like iron as he tried to force me to look at the chaos around us. But I wasn’t done—not by a long shot.

“You’ll never rule them,” I rasped, clawing at his arm. With a surge of strength, I broke free, my claws slicing into his forearm as I wrenched myself loose.

He staggered back, shaking his arm out, but his grin only widened. “That’s the fire I was waiting for. Show me what you’ve got, boy.”

I didn’t need an invitation. My legs propelled me forward, and I struck him hard in the chest, sending him sprawling backward into the dirt. The impact reverberated through the ground, and a few wolves turned mid-battle to watch.

His growl cut through the noise. He was on his feet in an instant, lunging at me with the full force of his Lycan strength. I sidestepped, driving my elbow into his ribs, then followed with a blow to his jaw.