Curse of the Wolves
His lips twitched ever so slightly, those icy eyes now a bright baby blue, softening like tufts of snow tumbling to the ground.
It was Draco, his voice laced with laughter, who replied.
“We Gods dampen our power most of the time. As you can see, it can be distracting if we don’t.”
I scoffed. Distracting was an understatement.
Stars danced in my eyes as I turned to Azrael and quickly found myself marveling at the violet tones of his hair. Blinking rapidly, I asked, “Do you think Shax and Katya will be here?”
Despite the situation, I’d liked Katya and enjoyed her brief company. She was fierce, strong in a realm full of powerful Gods and creatures that could easily swallow her whole.
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