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 toous 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