The Lycan King's Captive
For a moment, he simply stared into the amber depths, as if the liquor held answers I desperately needed.
"The Avatar," he finally began, his voice low and measured, "is not just a title. It's a living weapon. A champion. A symbol of a kingdom's strength and prosperity." He looked up at me, his amber eyes intense. "Every major werewolf kingdom has one… or is desperately trying to find one."
I shifted in my seat.
"I don't understand. If it's so important, why have I never heard of it?"
"Because our kingdom hasn't had an Avatar in over three decades," he said bitterly. "Not since the Great Purge."