Bonded To The Alpha God of War
She raised her voice louder, her throat burning, yet the chants came unbroken:
“Awake, awake, by blood divine,
The hidden soul, the ancient sign!
No longer sealed, no longer bound,
Rise, Oh wolf, let thy roar resound!”
Anana screamed.
This time, the sound shattered the air. A sound both human and wolf, anguish and birth all at once. Her body twisted violently in midair, bones cracking audibly, muscles contorting. Her fingers clawed at the empty air, her mouth contorting between cry and snarl.