#Chapter213
War-01
Althea Zoella Castellanos Silvermoon
I felt the fire raging a havoc, burning down all the rational thoughts, the barrier of good, the reason for my years of resilient compliant towards their rulings looks, their tainted minds.
I was done standing in the shadows.
The lights that cast the shadows for me to take a shelter were no more.
With my head lowered and eyes burning rage, glued to the sullied ground that took my mother’s life, I force myself on my feet. I clench my fists until a pool of hot liquid pours out, there was no one that could calm this raging storm and save me now.
But I wasn’t worried for there would be no one that could save them too.
Those sinner Lycans.
I’ll avenge you, mother. I promise myself.
