HUNDRED FOUR

DIMITRI'S POV

What was happening? What the fuck was happening? My throat was dry, and my heart felt like it would explode.

Neal was gone, and Camille was now unresponsive after being covered in that malevolent light. I could still hear her heart beating, but something was wrong.

"Camille, wake up." I urged, reaching for her hand. They were cold. Like ice cold.

The full moon hung low in the night sky, its pale light casting an ominous glow over the forest. The sight of it stirred something primal within me, a force so ancient and raw that it threatened to consume my very being.

I could feel the beast clawing at the edges of my consciousness, its hunger for dominance growing stronger with each passing moment. The rage that had been simmering beneath the surface erupted like a volcano, fueled by the loss of my beta and the eerie silence that enveloped Camille.

My hands clenched into fists, nails digging into my palms as I fought against the impending transformation. But it was a battle