Chapter 20 – The Omega Princess
The sunlight trickled through the stained-glass windows of the old stone church, illuminating the oak coffin that sat in front of the alter. Liane stood in the pulpit, giving her eulogy, telling all who had gathered, both humans and werewolves, tales of their travels.
“Ted loved different types of culture; he would spend hours looking around beautiful old buildings in some of the world’s finest cities. But he also loved nature, he would sit amongst wildflowers, enraptured by an App I found him for his phone, that gave the name and origin of plants he found. He always said, nothing was as beautiful as God’s own creation, that everything had a purpose. I remember once telling him nettles have zero purpose, but he smiled at me, then reminded me there was suc
