Previous chapter:
Chapter 277: The Birth of a Bond
Next chapter:
Chapter 279: The Price of Obedience
PREVIEW
... nt roars bled through the stone walls, a constant reminder that this land belonged to creatures born for war. From the tall, narrow window of the Thal’Zar war room, Icarus di Valtaron watched the Lycans move below like a living tide. Some were still in their humanoid form, weapons of mana shimmering around their arms; others had embraced their beast shapes entirely—towering figures of fur, muscle, and claw, tearing at training dummies with feral precision. Moonlight traced the edges of their mov ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE



























