Mated To The First Lycan
Hefting the precious literary gem with both arms, she went to her favorite lazy chair and curled her legs under her.
Switzerland, 1599
Selene, Moon Goddess
'As the stars aligned in my darkest of night, my heart is filled with grief. I lost a son to a clan of savage beasts, thirsty from blood, their red eyes, fangs glittering in the moonlight, their evilness took my precious from me. I shouldn't have sent him to the earth, where all demons dwell. A mistake that will make me suffer in grief.
I swore on my son's grave to unleash my powers and create the perfect protector, a half-man and a lycan, a wolf to hunt the leeches until they are naught but maggots on the soil, hiding like rodents beneat
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