FIA
His eyes changed.
The brown bled away completely and left nothing but molten gold. Animal intelligence stared back at me through Cian's face. The wolf had won.
He charged.
The distance between us disappeared in a heartbeat. I felt the gift rise inside me without thought, without hesitation. The small miracles that lived in my blood surged forward and met him halfway.
My hand shot out and the psychic force slammed into his chest. He stopped mid-stride like he'd hit a wall. His body went rigid, held suspended by invisible shields only I could feel and manipulate.
I pushed.
He flew backward and crashed onto the bed. The frame groaned under the impact but held. I kept the pressure steady, pinning him there while my free hand reached for the restraints already attached to the headboard.
His eyes blazed with fury and confusion. He struggled against the force holding him down but it was useless.
