He’s not coming

Lucian stood still, his eyes fixed on the horizon. He didn't know what to say, or how to respond. Part of him wanted to lash out, but he knew that wouldn't help.

And not long after, the goddess came back.

“Lucian, what do you wish for?”. She asked, her tone firm and commanding.

Lucian smirks, taking two steps closer.

“I wish to sever all connections with the werewolves," he said, his voice steady and resolute. "But I want to keep my lycan. I want to be free from their influence, and I don't want to lose a part of myself in the process."

“What???”. She gasped in surprise.

“That is two wishes not one!”.

“So? Two wishes is too much for your powers and you can’t fulfil them?”. Lucian asked arrogantly.

The goddess raised an eyebrow, looking amused by Lucian's cheeky remark. "Two wishes is not too much for my powers," she said, her tone teasing. "But I am curious why you would make such a request. Why are you so desperate to escape the werewolves? Or you’re just a coward, just a little pa