The Lycan King Eclipse

faint boot print left behind. The scent of silver lingered in the air, faint but distinct, guiding him like a beacon. Behind him, Aria

is amber eyes narrowing

lied, though her voi

said sharply. "If you can

me behind," she sa

s, illuminating the hard set of his jaw and the faint traces of blood still on his han

ne has to. The hunters won't stop until every Lycan is dead. They've alre

oice low. "You expect me to b

, but they don't change the fact that we need each other. You're the only one w

towering presence casting a

he said finally, her voic

wh

walking again, her shoulders tense but her steps resolute. "We'r

n them was heavy, but he didn't press her further. Whatever secrets she carr

. Eryndor crouched low, signaling for Aria to do the same. Ahead, a faint glow fl

he said, his voic

s narrowing as she scanned the

es the stench of silver stronger tha

rning to the hilt of her

into a faint smirk. "I

"That's not a pla

, his tone leaving

ey. Aria cursed under her breath, her frustration mounting. She knew better than to follow rec

The hunters were gathered around a fire, their weapons within reach but their guard

ng through the quiet night. "If that beast follo

Eryndor watched them go, his claws flexing in anticipation. He could ta

unnerved him-it was the faint but unmistakable hint of familiarity. Someone here h

d angular, his eyes cold and calculating. But it was the insignia on his armor

f the Hous

through the air. The leader's head snapped up, his hand reaching for

ting a menacing shadow over the camp. "Vynar," he said, h

on flashing across his face. "It can

ryndor snarled, advanc

speed, his claws ripping through the first man who dared to approach. Blood sprayed across the

lade. "You think you can stop us? We've been hunting y

d and precise. "A relic?" he said, his voice dripping wit

ike glass. The man stumbled back, his confidence replaced by terror. E

demanded, his voice

lawing at Eryndor's grip. "You... You

eyes narro

e air, striking him in the chest. Eryndor dropped the lifeless body,

er expression unreadable. "He wasn'

his claws flexing. "You

her voice calm but firm. "A

r your interfere

wering her bow. "B

ear fading into the distance. The camp was quiet now, the fire

he surface. The mark of the House of Vynar burned in his mind,

hrough the silence, "they're not done. That man wa

said, his tone l

at's the

s amber eyes blazing. "We hunt t