Cursed By The Lycan Blood

ement, every shift in the wind. Her body moved instinctively, each strike against the Council's soldiers swift and calc

intensified, the clash of weapons and roars of fury

t skipped a beat. His eyes locked on hers, cold and unyielding, as though he knew exactly what he wanted. No one else seemed to

looding her veins. She didn't wait fo

oiled, ready to strike, but the moment she stood, she saw him moving toward her with purpose. His movements were fluid, pre

above the noise, deep and velvety, like the

rowed as she raised her weapon. "

g curve of his lips. "It's not yo

illed. He kn

striking at him with a series of fluid, swift blows. He parried each one ef

is eyes glinted with something darker. "You are

she growled, her blade flash

mid-strike. Sarah's breath caught as she was pulled forward, his proximity a dangerous mix of str

. His grip tightened on her wrist as he leaned in closer, his breath warm again

was racing now, her thoughts jumbled. "I don't need yo

. His eyes flicked to the chaos surrounding them before focusing back on her. "You're not ready, Sarah. Yo

round her blade. "I don't need your warnings.

her words. "You're willing to die for them?" he asked, his voice now tinged with

. "This is about survival. And I'm not going to

er very soul. The sound of battle raged on around them, but in that moment, it

ft. "This battle... it's not just about survival. It's about p

fened. "Wh

ing else. Something... dangerous. The Council has watched you from the shadows for

thing, his eyes flashing with a dangerous rea

rip tightening on her blade. "

er or not to answer. But Sarah was relentless, not

ing quiet, his eyes cold with a mixture of wariness and something darker

but she had always thought they were just stories-legends told around campfires to s

h the weight of the truth. "And they've been searching for the right moment to c

r head in disbelief. "I'm not the

ight. But that's not all of it. There's something deeper, something more dangerous buried inside of you. And if yo

time since the battle began, she hesitated, her

"You were never meant to be just another soldier in this war.

hquake of power-raw, untamed-spilling from within her. It felt like the earth itself wa

ever leaving her, as if he feared s

voice now strangely filled with a sense of urgency. "You must

the smoke of the battle, leaving Sarah alone wi

r body tense, her breath shallow, trying to steady herself after the shock of his words. The Lycan's Heart. The idea of it- the legend of an ancient, u

was once a scene of chaos now seemed to have settled into an unnatural stillness. Her instincts screamed that something w

t a

e fight wasn't over, and the Warden's cryptic warnings couldn't distract her from what she had

in her mind: Was I always

avy and measured, cutting through the silence. She spun on

the Warden

tight with controlled fury. The sight of him brought a rush of conflicting emotions-anger at the Counci

ion. "You need to get out of here. The Council is r

ture, the slight tremor in her hands. Damien stepped close

ing the Warden had told her-that part of herself she hadn't even begun to understand. But Damien dese

altered. She shook her head. "I'm

ce, grounding her in a way she hadn't realized she needed. "What do you mean?" Hi

gathered her thoughts. "The Warden... He says I'm more than

oment, Sarah could see the wheels turning in his mind, the hesitation that flickered acro

t to himself. "I've heard stories... bu

n hardening. "What does it mean,

s disheveled hair. He clearly didn't want to burden her with more bad news

er destroy the Council or... become their tool. The stories say that the Lycan's Heart is a bloodline that's only been aw

ng inside her. "But I'm not trying to control anyone.

"I know. But that power-whatever it is-could make you a target. The Council isn't going to l

s pressed heavily on her. The Lycan's Heart... If she truly held that power within h

with determination. "We'll fight for the Fang. We'll te

er than necessary. "I know you'll fight. But you're not alone in this, Sara

e first time in days, she felt a flicker of hope. The battle would be l

snapped up. The air hummed with energy, and she felt an overwhelming surge of po

d, as the pulse of power intensified, draw

to steady her. "That's the power," he said, his

e power- an ancient force, buried deep within the land. She felt it- knew it. The Lycan's He

sn't ready

he Council's presence drawing nearer, feel the shadows of their approach, but the

, her voice barely above a whisper. "I

of admiration and concern. "Yo

eartbeat. But then, the sound of approaching footsteps broke the f

said, her voice steel

her. Together, they would fight. Together, the

coursing through her veins-she would learn to control i