MOONLIT REBIRTH: THE SACRED LUNA'S AWAKENING

n that washed over me was the tangy, coppe

r aromas too —sweat, musk, woodsmoke and something else rawer, m

appeared to be a massive cavernous den, the s

outer rim, almost resembling grotesq

led about the main floor, a cacophony of ra

ktor's pack — his coven of depraved, supernatural monstros

ires, werewolves and othe

r washed over me as I stared around

appearing half-lupine and feral while others

tions and hungry, smoldering eyes

Viktor had twisted and damned me

timidating height. Every inch of his body was a mass of dense, corded muscle covered in a coarse pelt of ebony fur. Like the others,

e grating baritone, vivid amber eyes smoldering with dark intensity. "Look upon you

rt of me wanted nothing more than to lash out, to rend a

wakened something usual with me while I

bo

or verbally, Viktor moved with blinding

is rancid breath hot on my face. "A sacred time when our bloodlines reaffirm

an unceremonious shove out towards the central

g howls and screeches erupted from the masses, causin

nce, silencing the pack before stalking

e roared in a voice that resonated through the chamber. "This

t the zealotry virtually dri

y declaring me his profan

of rapturous fervor, I fought off the urge to turn and fl

Viktor would merely hunt me

a great, hungry serpent waiting to be dev

hat seemed to penetrate straight to the chaotic epicenter of my soul. He lopped over to me slowly, an en

wering silhouette practically blotti

d my senses until it felt like he surr

hing out to caress the mangled slope of my cheek with sickening tenderness. "Let this consecr

ing in rhythmic, guttural tones utt

eternatural chorus that seemed to drill straight through to

ous lust and longing began coursing

ike an incantation stripping away more and more of whatev

immer and distort, realities frac

nal defiler Viktor, and the next I was witnessing blasphemous vistas

fast becoming subsumed into the eternal, remorseless

gging me down into a deep whirlpool of eternal damnation and transcendence. Just as my fragile identity teetered o

a massive dark shape came hurtling from the shadows to plow

the two monstrous behemoths grappl

t the intruder, my breath caught in my ruined

or was a hauntingly familiar face from a

tor in a battle for my immortal

es widened. I tho

ery depths of my fractured being, he snarled those word

uld come back fo