A Werewolf’s Revenge
At the very moment everyone expected glory, the golden pup transformed into a grotesque, malformed Omega Black Werewolf.
“What is it? It has two tails!”
Damian’s smile froze. He snatched up the malformed pup, frantically shaking it. “This is impossible! I followed the ancient scrolls perfectly! I even used all the rare elixirs!”
His face twisted in fury as he gripped the pup tightly. The little pup howled, its cries hoarse and pitiful.
Chloe collapsed to the ground, wailing uncontrollably. “I told you it wouldn’t work!”
I wasn’t surprised. Damian’s overconfidence and attempts to forcibly alter bloodlines through forbidden occult methods had backfired. Instead of producing a Golden Lycan, he