WARNING! -DARK ROMANCE- A shifter will only have mate from their kind, but what happens if you are the last creature of your kind? Lycan. He is the last of his kind and is the most terrifying type of shifter. But, as scary as he was, he was alone. However, in order to survive, you don’t have to be the strongest, just deadliest. *** He looked at her like he had never seen anyone before. The sight of her calmed the rush in his ears, the beat of his heart and finally he was able to focus again… “She is no longer your responsibility. She is mine to deal with now,” the lycan said.
"Dismissed," Khaos said when he saw Zuri entered the tent, where he was discussing their next move with his warrior leaders.
Aside from Khaos, there were five others people there and one of them was a woman. Zuri's eyes fixed on her immediately.
She balled her fists and gritted her teeth, trying so hard not to lash out, her sanity was hanging by a thread.
There was a woman here. There was a woman with Khaos. She had been by his side all this time. What they were doing? Was she always here? Had they spent time together? Alone?
That woman was beautiful and Zuri had to painfully admit it. She had long brown hair with brown eyes, her body was lean and she had sharp gaze that let anyone knew how fierce she was, how good she was in fighting.