The Silverwolf
“I've… never heard the word.”
A tight, tired smile ghosted over Alex's lips, and he leaned forward, resting his elbows on his knees, hands clasped between them. “It's a curse.” He said simply, and I recoiled.
“A lykaon, or lycan,” Tyler cut in. “Is what happens to our kind when we knowingly kill one of our own blood.” He looked far too relaxed for the current topic with one leg crossed on top of his knee and his arms across the back of the couch. “They are stuck in between wolf and man. Too human to howl and too much of a beast to speak. The worst part is that they are completely cut out of any Pack link.”
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