Beloved Of The Lycan King
Theodore’s golden aura flared beside me, claws slicing through the shadows, but even he faltered under the sheer magnitude of the force.
The fissure pulsed again, and from its depths, a massive, shadowy hand shot upward, clawed and brimming with energy older than time itself. The ultimate darkness above screeched, but it shrank before this new force, massive beyond comprehension.
I felt it its focus was entirely on me. My wolf howled violently, instincts screaming danger. Silver light surged uncontrollably, merging with Theodore’s golden aura, but even together, we were dwarfed.
The darkness’s molten eyes locked onto mine. Its voice echoed through the mountain, deep, ancient, terrifying:
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