The air, it was thick, suffocating. The thrum of every creature in the building, the threat of the floor beneath them sinking down, down, down into the bowels of the world above, into the ruin of the world above, and the shadows that moved in the edge of vision darker than dark, all of them tugging at their very souls pulling at them. But in the very dark there was a voice inside Serena. She heard her heart thumping in her chest, but there was something else — older and stronger than fear.
Serena had never faced anything like this but at this moment, something broke in her. It wasn't a simple survival instinct; it was something more primal than that, something that pulsed from the center of her wolf.
