Chapter 37: Hybrid Lycan
The guards and army arrived at the cave twenty minutes later. We left as they cleaned up the bodies and inspected the scene. They all gasped at the mutilated bodies but remained quiet about it.
We were back in our royal chambers in an hour, and the tension in the room was high.
“I am off to take a shower,” Randale whispered.
“Sit you’re a*s down,” Armand scolded him. Randale winced as he sat down majestically.
“I understand you have all your secrets but with the kind of enemy we are facing it is best that we lay everything out in the open,” Kloud said as he too sat down.
“You misunderstand, Kloud,” I spoke up. “It's not that we have secrets, but our wolves are indeed special. I am a Velunore Lycan, while Lowe is a Lokoti Lycan, and Armand is a Dark Breed Lycan.”
There was pin-drop silence in the room as everyone turned to Armand in shock.
“Did I hear you right or did you just say that Armand is a Dark Breed Lycan? Half witch, half Lycan?” Prince Marrok whispered.