My big bad wolf
The strongest of his generation.
The chosen one of the moon.
And now... the killer, perhaps, of his own father.
That thought hurt more than any physical wound could ever hurt.
Because when the elder gave the signal to begin, his father didn't hesitate.
He didn't ask for time.
He didn't hesitate.
He transformed in an instant, in front of everyone, growling with primal fury. His skin tore amid the crackling of bones, muscles exploding in growth.
His father's wolf was pitch black, with flaming golden eyes. Giant. Imposing. Hungry for war.
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