My kind was created solely for battle, not compassion, not empathy, and definitely not love. Offsprings of Gala call us Lycans, a half-human half-beast. Some believe we were the first generation of Werewolves cursed by Zeus for trying to trick him into turning into a cannibal. Others believe that we were direct descendants of Selene, the goddess of the moon, the granddaughter of the primordial parents, Gala (mother earth) and Uranus (father sky). The truth is we were direct descendants of the moon goddess, Selene, she was our mother and Zues was our father. We were her weapons of war. And werewolves are simply unfortunate offsprings of Gala, either bitten or scratched by a full blooded Lycan. They were survivals of my kind. And there was no love lost amongst us. After the Titanomachy war, a battle was fought to decide which of the generation of gods would have dominion over the universe. The Olympians gods won and the Titans, offsprings of Gala, were sent to Tartarus as punishm

"I have heard of Lycans, seen one in the Keeper's journal but never actually encountered one but I have seen werewolves – werewolves are cute when they are not trying to eat you. According to what I saw, Lycans are supposed to be ugly and vicious," she said, "you are neither ugly nor vicious," she added, as she nuzzled her face against the corner of my neck. I chuckled, then groaned when she rubbed her naked soft skin against my body. She shifted her frame, moved and lay atop me, using one hand to frame my chin and smiled into my eyes. I held her by her hips, making her part her legs to straddle me. She leaned over to press a gentle kiss on my lips. "What kind of Lycan are you?" Her sultry tone was textured with a mix of curiosity and hunger for me. She couldn't seem to stop kissing and touching me and I didn't want her to stop either. Her touch was like a soothing balm to my very soul. A slow sip of aphrodisiac in my bloodstream. "Before I answer your question, tell me where you ar

I couldn’t help leaning into her to press a kiss to her lips. Dipping my face to the nook of her neck, I pressed my lips to her skin and she shivered. The instant effect I had on her, made my heart soar. I shut my eyes to revel in the feeling for about a minute, enjoying how her body reacted to mine so naturally. And then the strong musk of a wet dog assailed my nostril, I let out a string of expletives in my head, wishing the fucker could fucking give me a break. “I am going to distract him and you, my little one going to take the back door and get the hell out of here,” I whispered when I drew back a little to meet her gaze. Her eyes were darting in their sockets and what I saw in them floored me. “Saraya…” I called, knowing before she opened her mouth that she wasn’t going to follow my instructions. “I can’t leave you,” she said simply, even with fear in her eyes. “Please, don’t ask me to,” she pleaded, reaching forward to clutch the fabric of my shirt. “I can help,” she added.

The sky rumbled and lightning flashed ominously, I knew what was coming and we needed to get the hell out of there. Taking a deep breath I pressed a kiss to her forehead and muttered. “Trust me when I say, I truly hate to break this up, but we need to leave now!” I said, causing her to withdraw from me. She gazed up at the sky and directed a frightened gaze at me. “What is happening?” “More of him coming for my ass,” I said and got up, reaching for her wrist. I drew her close to my body and added, “I know of a place we could lay low for a bit, and I need you to hold onto me, link your mind with mind, and portal us there.” “Portal? I have never tried that before,” she said as she searched my gaze with widened eyes. Cupping her lovely face, I said, “Trust me, you can do it.” She swallowed and nodded. “Tell me what to do,” she said. “Hold on to me, I will link my mind with yours and you will take us to the place you see in mine,” I replied. She nodded. The grounds started to s

“I am a messenger!” “You took the wrong job!” I thundered, the mountains shook and shimmers of sand sprinkled over us. Saraya’s fear was palpable so was the Djinns’. “I had no choice!” “When next you have a chance to breathe air into your fucking lungs again! Ask questions!” I gritted with clenched teeth and said the last part with my hand aflame. It cried out withering in pain. “Don’t kill it. We could use it!” Saraya said. I ignored her. I was too enraged to think and I have no idea why I would need a Djinn. I heard Saraya whisper and I knew it was an incantation, I jerked blazing eyes at her and she quickly shut her eyes and continued to mutter. Soon enough I was clenching nothing but air. I growled out loud and she used both of her hands to cover her ears. “I was going to kill that!” I snarled. “Calm down please we need it. I will explain when you are calm,” she whispered fervently. I took steady breaths and the scent of blood assailed me. Lowering my gaze, I saw that my