Loki Novels & Stories

I stand at a distance and watch as Alpha Kai’s Lycan, Loki, converses with Fenriz’s Baron. Loki is huge, his size clearly double that of Baron and as broadly built as Kai himself; his claws are the size of a grown man’s index finger, while his teeth look like they could bite an arm clean off. They’ve been talking for over forty minutes, but I sense no bloodlust from either of them; no, all I can sense is a brotherly love.

Loki said and immediately end the call. Loki is like a child. Little and random things interest him even at an early age. He would get dirty or walk a thousand miles if that is the only way to be with his "educational tool". He got it from his adventurer father. He only sees things and people as some kind of tools to learn more. He likes observing people in their everyday lives, it does not only satisfies his thirst for knowledge and some other things, but it also fulfill his role as a shadow for someone he needs to protect. Luckily, he never knocked someone out ever. Well, that's a good news.

Chloe asked with trepidation. “If I can get some of your dragon baby’s embryonic fluid, I think I can create an antidote for the serum they injected into Tristan. He needs to be able to shift if he is to survive an encounter with that vile Antoh Sudnik.” “Do you know him?” Chloe asked with surprise. “He’s the one who changed Robert. I’ve met him on more than one occasion,” Lizzy admitted. “He’s never tried to study you?” Chloe asked.