he gods worriedly stared intently at their creature, who had been out of control for a long time and was now changing into nothing but trouble. He had acquired the status of deity by a clear margin and was no longer referred to as the "Messenger of the gods." He demonstrated to those who opposed him that he would not hesitate to use violence to avenge those who were thought to have betrayed his trust.He was cruel. He slaughtered his victims, who were nothing more to him than a collection of toys to play with, in front of the gods, making sure to leave a terrible mess even for those vile enough to enjoy a killing spree.He was seductive. He was far from ugly, as is being expected given his reputation, and his appearance was on par with the male deities there. He was well familiar with it.He had no mercy. They were horrified as they continued to see him become more powerful every day, to the point where even the gods could no longer contain it. They were concerned that he might turn i

Lily began to drive forward as soon as the other man moved from in front of us. Before we were allowed to enter and pass through a large gate that secured the pack, this occurred two more times. Lily was accurate. Undoubtedly, the security was annoying.Despite popular belief, werewolves exclusively protect pack territory inside the gate's boundaries. Being noticed by humans was a pack's greatest concern, which is why they adopted the human shape."All right, the fun can now begin!" Lily's exclamation jolted me out of my reverie."Can I get a shower and, oh, maybe get something to eat?" She rolled her eyes when I asked in an overly irritated manner."Good, good. Before you phone your mother and let her know that I failed to care for you for the first several hours, I'll go feed you." She joked, I believe, "She'd skin me alive."I had a much-needed shower as soon as we arrived at her house, and the effects were noticed right away. I stopped being irritable. Before I sank, I saw how I l

At the end of the tunnel was a large and peaceful green meadow in the coldness of the night. To enter a woodland that I believed went to Zauks Pack, we had to pass by it. We were essentially like sheep in an open, empty field waiting for the wolves to attack, which is why it took the she-wolf so long to reach the border. It wasn't comfortable to think that we were easy targets.“One.” I turned to look at the woman with golden hair who was counting. The luna must be her.“Two.” The women all got ready for the run and adjusted themselves accordingly. I gave my wolf the go to advance. My stance changed from slouched to ready and assured. My wolf elevated our bodies so we could run by standing on the points of our toes. As we breathed slowly and my body experienced alarmingly rapid adrenaline pumping, our abdomen muscles were tightening.“Three.” Everyone started sprinting into the clearing at once.We fled in fear for our lives like a bullet. Although wolves are naturally agile, the real