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Chapter 10: A Pool Party

The House of Vagamor; South of the Realm

Orvyn's POV

"Who could have done this?" Ruffus slumped into his chair, the wood creaking slightly under his heavy weight. Gloom and unspoken fear radiated his features. Like everyone else on the Table, he was afraid for the safety of the House.

The Omicrons are the souls of lost werewolves who could not be absolved of their crimes. The Moon Goddess suffered them rest, confining them to the underworld with insatiable hunger. Not for blood, but for souls.

If someone from the human world committed an abomination, the veil between the living and the dead was thorn, opening a path for the Omicrons to escape, unleashing a reign of terror on the living.

Only on a new moon do they appear in the shadows, wearing the dark like a cloak, with gleaming eyes white as snow. Any werewolf who looked into the eyes of the Omicron parted with his soul, and dropped to the ground lifeless.

The good news was that only the men who have corrupted themselves with the wi
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