The Heart of a Luna
His aura does have a golden kind of hue to it, but it’s dull, while Noah’s shine so bright it’s almost blinding.
“What are you doing?” Alfred snarls the question.
“Forgive us, Father,” Noah says contritely. “Lyric is somewhat new… a reborn Lycan. She is still learning her way, discovering her talents. They… hit at inopportune moments. She’s a memory finder.”
Alfred actually pales. “Sh- she is?”
Why is a king, a powerful Lycan, afraid of me? I can tell, even with his dulled aura, that he’s still a hundred times stronger and deadlier than I am.
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