His Cursed Bloodline

his chest. The room was filled with metallic crispness with a lingering scent of frozen pin

ck. The polished floor partially covered by thick, charcoal-grey faux-fur

ck rock. A large black metal desk with glowing screens and maps was by the side of the room whe

shirt that showed his powerful build with a professional look. His tall stature was staring b

g his strong dominance as a prince raised to rule wolves. However,

" a voice rumbled inside his hea

am only preparing," he m

en you stare at your reflection as if you are waiting fo

t. He seizes every opportunity to converse wit

t," he attack

ia

thigh. It was the Blood Moon Hunt night, an ancient royal tradition where the

was his seventh year of leading the ritual, and his confiden

ou're going to y

s rolling to the back.

a Draven had the same dark hair as him but none of his seriousness. Her silver hunt

y time," Lyra said

irror. "Go annoy someone el

e else i

om, circling him like

olished, hair is perfect, and that little scar

her chin.

owed his ey

still

n his head. 'Sh

and Lyra hopped onto the

owan says three noble daughters have alread

ot need

ped dram

he said to the air. "Your oth

k said instantly

idge of his nose. "Yo

ened. "Admit it

wh

a Lu

aze harden

r," Lyra said more softly now. "Th

rule wit

ion carefully. "You soun

tened with the gr

off the table. "Fine. I'll save my

hen added sweetly. "Try n

ed and ran laughing down the corridor

She is corre

ot st

rule fore

rabbed h

with my

oes not wa

t point, but Ravok's voic

*

for the hunt, the warriors tightened their armor in preparation, and the Gammas were c

n approached Kaelen with an easy stride. He had the calm confidence of a seasoned fi

forest again?" Rowan a

n one fluid motion. "The f

You sound like th

went beyond the mountains, and it was like a black ocean. Only

s ago before the Draven ancestors had wiped them o

" Ravok murmured, and

Rowan

thi

y alert. Something s

moonlight shone through twisted trees, and the

hand, and the

," he

place. Immediately, Kaelen stretched as Ravok surged forward. Within se

lf standing tall amongst others. He was proud and beauti

moved at the front, but they felt something strange. There should have

Ravok whispered, a

llowed the wind that almost made him puke. It smelled like rotten bl

e smell hit them hard at one point as they saw a wolf body lying in the dirt. It was one

h. There were dark twisting runes burning fa

the moon'

owled low. "This

tion when the faint voice whispered in the

froze, and Kaele

wan demanded, pul

nd answered instead. "Until he k

nd Ravok suddenly refused to move eve

rm, grounding hi

shed hard

o

them darkened slightly as clouds drifted across its red surface.

he moment: the curse that was