A lot of things had happened and a lot more was yet to co. Each person with their own plans.
At the mont, Allison stood before her brothers and sisters in an open space. this was a hall with corridors on either sides. She was allowed to do as she willed here, as it was a space Father black had given her.
Amongst the werewolf kin, leadership was well respected as was power.
As the strongest amongst them, she was very much respected and so even feared her.
Even though she was petite in nature, her gaze carried one that demanded respect. At the mont, she walked through their ranks, observing their body structure and attending to those that had terrible wounds.
These were werewolves and had amazing healing abilities but one should not underestimate the possibility of such a thing.
For those that had wounds that would not heal, as a result of the undead energy lingering on their skin or darkline energy ligering on their bodies, her solution was simple one.
she would slice off that part with her long obsidain claws. This would allow the flesh there the opportunity to grow.
Impressively enough, this process was not accompanied by screams. Not even the frowning of their faces. It was as if it was not their bodies that was being shaved off, but hair follicles.
Luca was giving out instructions to a lab attendant about certain weapons that would be used in the up coming assault and then he sighted her from the corner of his eyes.
Instantly, he was drawn to her, forgetting what he was talking about to the lab attendant.
He imdiately dismissed the lab attendant as he was drawn to observe what she was doing.
For a while, he paused and observed her.
Her walk, her confidence, her grace and even her deanor. It was all captured by his eyes, sinking into his heart.
he couldn't help but be captured by her presence.
Luca although being ten years old was not a child. He had inherited specific genes that allowed him age much faster than the average person.
After all, half-borns aged very fast. he was a young man with incredible leadership skills and a desire for romantic partnership.
For most of his life if not all, it had always been work! work!! and more work!!!
There was nothing he could do about this. This was the curse his parents left him with. He had no ti to build affection with a woman as he had a territory that he needed to protect and build.
This was his world and he needed to bless its growth with his hard work.
The territory was as strong as it was now because of his hard work.
Of course, as leader, he had a deanor that attracted many flavors of won.
With his vast territory, he could have indeed had any woman he wanted. After all, they were of many kinds here. so witches, humans, ghouls and even other werewolves.
But none of them had ever captured his attention like this.
Luca was not one to call himself a good guy. That is to say that he had tasted his share of won, but never had he seen a woman that made his chest throb.
He could feel it in his bones that sohow, she was the woman for him.
Even though it had been chaotic lately and he had only beheld her face for a bit, he knew that this was the one he wanted.
This was the woman that was fit to be his queen.
And he could not help but have thoughts about a future with her. A future where she would co around with a cup of coffee when he would be playing with the kids that would have her pretty looks, nice smile and most especially her dark eyes.
"Wait a minute!" he paused his thoughts. maybe it was the happy sight of seeing her before, but now he noticed it. Allison had blue eyes.
For a second, Luca thought maybe he had mistaken her looks. But then he looked at her siblings and they all had dark eyes.
Luca was chief of this territory and he was very familiar with the many cultures. This included the Werewolves.
Werewolves of this territory all had dark eyes. The only ti one's eyes changed from a dark color to a white one was after imprinting. But this should only be for a short while.
The other ti this happened was a very rare case when the Werewolf imprinted outside their kind.
This ant that they imprinted on a person that was not a werewolf. The sign for this was taking the nature of the outsider on their person.
Luca's heart suddenly felt heavy. he could not help but ponder, and think hard at what might have happened.
As he did, he did not notice that his arousal of negative emotions had made one of his pupils change color to a slight red.
Deep within his soul, the curse from Anguis spread even faster unto the dormant rune in his soul.
It morphed and changed its properties. And as it did, Luca's negative emotions grew even stronger.
for so reason, he could not help but feel the need to want to destroy.
as if to add fuel to fire, Lenny happened to have arrived at this point.
Allison had sent for him because of a very important issue that she was facing with the Werewolves and needed his assistance.
However, the mont she saw him, she ran up to him, a subtle smile on her face, and even her cheeks stained with a shy red.
This was sothing even the other Werewolves could all clearly see.
lenny smiled back at her as he cupped her cheek in his hands.
At this mont, Luca could not take it anymore and his hand resting against the wall, applied a bit of force, slightly breaking it.
lenny suddenly sensed a mass of negative energy on his person and turned in that direction.
However, all he saw was Luca walking away.
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