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.
Khaos used to be scary, but right now it was very different. It was different type of fear that he exuded.
The way he moved, it almost looked like he didn't even touch the ground, as he headed toward Zuri.
Zuri was still sleeping, her condition was still the same, just like the last time Khaos saw her. The lycan sat down on the edge of the makeshift bed. He caressed her cheek, her hair and leaned over to kiss her forehead.
Her body was still warm, yet she didn't wake up. There was no sign of life in her, aside from the way her chest undulated slowly. The only proof that she was still breathing, but aside from that, she was as good as dead.
"Where is Dezgar?"
Gayle immediately approached Khaos. He stopped himself before he could get closer to him because something about Khaos made him scared. "I will, I will call Dezgar right away," he said.
The gamma immediately went out to find the magic user.