Chapter 132: the play of wolves
A mid night black wolf stood in the place of the man. Pitch black fur swayed with the coming breeze while it shun brightly under the sunlight. The wolf was so giant and huge; full of muscles and bones. His jaw was pointed narrow with an edge like a sword. No word can describe him as its beauty and charm held such an attraction and fascination way beyond this word. Dark like universe, majestic like the Gods and noble beyond compare. His paws dug into the sand readying itself. His nose sprung into the air sniffing his mate’s scent, while his two eyes that sparkled like a freshly made golden bars; narrowed into Elisabeth’s trail. His aura was deep as if he was a back hole swallowing this world. Sending a straight up feeling that this creature here wasn’t one to be messed up with.
