Chapter 136: The Unleashing
Lorraine’s POV
I don’t know how long we’ve been fighting. Minutes? Hours? Time felt distorted, like the chaos had its own rhythm, one I was struggling to match.
Blood coated the marble floor of the auditorium. The scent was thick, iron, rage, death. My chest heaved as I ducked another attack, pivoted, and drove my claws into the gut of an elite boy I vaguely recognized. His eyes widened in shock. He tried to say something, but no words came. He collapsed. Gone.
I had just killed him.
My hands shook for a moment. I couldn’t afford to mourn. Not now.
My wolf was awake, there, rumbling beneath my skin, but she wasn’t guiding me. She wasn’t lending me her strength. She was watching... just watching.
"I could use you right now," I hissed through clenched teeth as I turned, slicing through another attacker’s shoulder. "We’re kind of in the middle of something!"
Nothing. Just her silence. Her weight.
She wasn’t leaving me.... but she wasn’t helping either.
All around me, the fight raged.
Aveline stood like a wraith in front of Adrian. her long tangled hair slick with blood, her lips curled in a near-feral snarl. She tore through everyone who got too close. Her claws were slick, her movements sharp, ruthless, and too fast to track with normal eyes. She didn’t just kill, she destroyed. Bones cracked, spines shattered, bodies crumpled under her brutal force.
I tried to get closer to her, but three noble students jumped at me. I dropped low, swept one off his feet, ducked a blade, elbowed another in the throat, then spun to drive a dagger into the last one’s chest. Blood sprayed against my face.