Curse Of The Alpha
The very fabric of reality seems to be unraveling, and the whispers of the unknown are a chilling reminder that something ancient and evil lurks just beyond the edge of perception.
Malvar emerged from his chambers in a long, black cloak, his silver eyes gleaming like moonstones in the faint light. His boots were laced tight, ready for flight or fight, as he moved with an unsettling grace, his dark form blending with the shadows, becoming one with the night. The lantern he raised cast an eerie glow on his face, its light dancing in his eyes like a malevolent spark.
Malvar arrived at a door, at the west wing of the pack house, his three rapid knocks followed by two slow ones echoing through th
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