Chapter 86. Nyra’s Ocean Drain

Celeste’s POV

Aside from having unexpectedly created a living clone of myself that sprang up immediately to shield me from that concentrated torrent of water unleashed by an overpowered Garou Lycan werewolf, I also realized something even more astonishing: my right hand bore the exact same tattoos I’d always seen on my werewolf form. Even now, in this half-transformed state, those swirling, ink-dark markings had imprinted themselves onto my skin.

My entire body trembled, not just from the aftershocks of the transformation, but from how much magical energy I’d poured into sustaining that fiery doppelgänger. Every muscle in my limbs quivered with exhaustion; I could feel the residual heat coursing through my veins like molten metal.

Lyss regarded me with a broad, approving grin. “Now that’s creative! I don’t think I’ve ever seen Draven do something quite like this with fire before. You’re definitely special, Celeste. Come with me—we’ll go see the Alpha togeth