Caspian’s pov
Once for all, the danger never resided but lurked in the shadows to regain its lost strength and ability. We were the fool who believed we had enough time to find the killer. Yet, we stood in the dark with nothing on our hands. No light present in the darkest corner of the turns in life, we had to find the path by ourselves. My light was my mate. A few years ago, when the oldest lycan died in my kingdom, it brought an alarming attention to the oracles of the west, accumulated in the kingdom of Valic.
My kingdom doesn’t look like Mistfell. More like, it was hell for outsiders while heaven for the insiders. My darkness and ruthlessness had created an image of a vigorous alpha lycan. A chuckle escaped from my lips when the head of the oracle came to meet me personally.
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