The Legend Of The Golden Wolf

"Well... I might be able to give you an idea." Sasha said, "Do you remember Michael's appearance when you pounced on him that day?"

"Of course, I remember. You also told me not to go near, but nothing happened."

"You have no idea. I was almost scared to death that day." Sasha patted her chest and made an exaggerated gesture as she said, "Michael's wolf is different from ours. This is an open secret in the royal Lycan family. It is said that when Michael was born, his eyes were golden. You know, werewolves can only transform after the age of eighteen. This is the same in Lycan."

I acknowledged her and nodded.

Sasha continued, "But since Michael was a child, he transformed into the golden beast you saw the other day and had violent mood swings. It was very difficult to subdue, and it often took several adults to subdue him. And after each transformation, Michael was exhausted, and he would have to lie in bed for a long time."