The Lycans Mate: Reincarnation of The Moon Goddess

ournalistic instincts overco

Leila caught the glint of something unnatural in his

f men emerging from the shadows, their movements calculated and predatory. Each one carried strange

of them said, his voi

m both," ano

ed. Her gaze darted back to the crouched fig

e man growled, his vo

uscles expanding in unnatural ways. His hands elongated into claws, and thick, dark fur sprouted across

h rippling muscles and piercing golden eyes. His snarl revealed sharp

f the men shouted,

at the man's hand, knocking the rifle aside just as he pulled the trigger. The shot

f the attackers, his claws slicing through armor like paper. T

d. The Lycan was a force of nature, each movement precise and devastating. But th

shook the very ground beneath Leila. Blood seeped from the w

one of the hun

f the men. The sound of breaking bones echoed through th

e Lycan's exposed back. Without thinking, she grabbed a piece of broken pipe a

d at her, his voice gut

e by a mix of fear and awe. The hunter she had d

terfered," he snarled,

g over the hunter. With a single swipe of his claws, the threat was

locked onto Leila, and for a moment, she thought he might turn on her. But ins

man,a tall, muscular figure with sharp features and piercing blue eyes.

" Leila whispered, he

expression unreadable. "You sh

said, her voice firmer now.

g as he clutched his side. "You have n

could ask any, the sound of distant sirens reached her ears.

aid, his tone urgent. "Fo

ck, her stubborn streak surfaci

t, but he shook his head. "You'll r

Leila standing alone in the alley, her heart pounding and her

s of pain resonating around her. The air smelled of copper and smoke, a pungent mix that made her stomach churn. Her mind raced, unabl

ed with glowing vials and silver-tipped spears,looked like props from a dy

herself, her voice shaky. "It's just... it

, the hunters had called him. His frame was massive, over seven feet tall, with muscles that rippled beneath a coat of jet-black fur. His claws glinted in the faint li

flinched at the sight of the beast. His tone was calm, almost

only thing ending here is your pathetic crusade," he snarled. His voice was gut

ad made his every movement animalistic yet calculated, as though the beast within him and th

et Thorne's claws with a metallic screech, sparks flying on impact. Leila's pulse quickened as the t

regroup, their rifles humming with energy

she whispered, fea

rne, despite his terrifying form, exuded an aura of protection,a sense tha

ith uncanny agility, each movement fluid and precise. His claws raked through the air, defle

ila

en off from the group, his weapon trained on her. Time seemed to slow as

und with a force that shook the alley, his massive claws pinning the man's arms to his

growled, his voice

mber eyes softening just enough to

breath shallow and uneven. The sight of the hunter's t

remaining hunters to retreat. They began to pull their injured comrade

've won this time, but the war isn't over," he said, his voice calm

s flexing. "Touch her, a

umor. "We'll see." With a flourish of his cloak, he mel

ive frame heaving as he caught his breath

s. Bones cracked and realigned, his hulking frame shrinking until only a man remained. The pro

as torn, revealing a muscled chest streaked with blood and claw marks.

said, his voice rough

ice. "Of course I'm still here. What

eadable. "That's not important

to a,a wolf,or something, and people tried to kill yo

he said

giving way to anger. "Not a cha

air. "You don't understand what you've gotten your

w me. One of them *knew my name!* How

the shadows where the hunters had disappear

. "Look, I don't know what's going on here, but I just saved yo

r face as though searching for something. Finally, he sighe

his tone reluctant. "And what you s