The demon wolf’s Affair
Her last words stand out the most.
If the islanders took her, I might as well make peace and wait till she is returned to me.
I scoff and turn away from her. Failure has never been a word in my dictionary.
At the threshold of the great door, I hesitate, my nape cackling. Instinctively, I dive to the ground and roll and the creature lands in the position I stood earlier.
“What the fuck?!” I say, staring at the strangest creature I have ever seen.
He is vaguely humanoid with a very long snout and what looks like ten huge tentacles instead of legs and huge arms each like tree trunks.