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.
Gayle was a little bit high right now, even though he only stayed inside the tent for half an hour. He couldn't understand how Khaos managed to stay in such a place, breathing into the drug all day and all night, getting high together with Zuri.
But, even so, he didn't show any sign that he was actually not in control of himself, even when he was actually high as well.
Gayle didn't know whether he had to admire the lycan for that or what.
"Well, I have warned Khaos about it and he agreed to the consequences." Dezgar defended himself.
"I still think you are a jerk for the idea. You shouldn't have suggested such thing."
"What? Are you upset with me because of that?" Dezgar scowled. "I tried to save myself, okay? The lycan will obviously chew me alive if I couldn't come up with a solution to save Zuri."