Claimed By The Alpha Biker
He exhaled slowly, as if my ignorance physically pained him.
“The Shift,” he began, “was the first moment the world changed. When the moon touched the earth and chose the first wolves. When man and beast merged. When power took physical form.”
He turned the candle in his fingers, letting its blue flame dance across his skin.
“But before that moment,” he continued, “there were beings who roamed the world freely. Beings made of pure essence. Pure strength. Pure destruction. They were called The Primals.”
I blinked. “Primal… like primal wolves?”