Fangs, Furs And Spells
Lucien stiffened, “My lord—”
“You will not touch her... “ I said evenly, “.... You will not hunt her, and you will not think... Of claiming her power... “
My gaze locked onto his, “... Anything concerning the girl is mine to decide”
Lucien bowed his head immediately, “As you command my lord”.
The forest then shifted, I scented it, rotting hunger, madness in disguise.
*Ferals*
Seven of them.
“They have smelled it“ lucien mummured.
“Yes, they have... “ I replied, “... And more will follow.
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