The Cursed Lycan Princess: Chosen By The Alpha
The clash was violent, our wolves biting and clawing, each blow fueled by years of buried tension and unspoken resentment.
I held back as much as I could, unwilling to kill my brother despite his relentless attacks. Lucian, on the other hand, fought with everything he had, his ferocity unmatched.
We continued fighting, claws slashing and teeth snapping. Lucian’s strikes grew slower, his movements more erratic, while my strength only seemed to grow, renewed with every passing moment. My wolf fed on the anger and the primal need to protect Lyra, overpowering my brother with sheer force.
Lucian staggered, his breathing labored as his body swayed. Realizing he couldn’t match my strength any long