PRIMORDIAL WOLF.
Mateo.
“What’s the matter, Mateo?” Josh inquires. He must have seen my unusual Lycan behavior.
“It is red,” I say. “I’m not sure what was wrong with him. He began growling and acting strangely. I try to calm him down. He acts weirdly. He claims to have sense something beautiful.”
“Try to calm him down, sir,” he advises. “I don’t trust Red. Don’t let him out. You already know he enjoys killing. Perhaps what he senses is blood. He is out to kill.”
What he says makes me giggle. He’s not lying. Unless we’re at war, Red doesn’t always ask to be let out.
“You don’t have to worry yourself, Josh,” I mutter. “I won’t allow him to cause trouble in this realm.”
Red’s excitement grows as we walk further. What the hell is the matter with this Lycan? I’m not sure why he’s so exci
