Part 1
Vargs POV
As soon as i walked in, the nobles ran and the guards scrambled to find their weapons.
The usual.
I pushed them all aside and lumbered into the great hall where leftovers were waiting to be devoured.
It's better than nothing. I started to scarf down the meat.
'Wait. Somethings different. but what is it?'
I sniffed the air and smelled something different.
'this wasn't here before'
i quickly followed the scent, and was lead to a door.
'huh.'
i pushed it open and was met with....
a man....
just. a man.
i approached slowly and cautiously.
"who are you? what do you want?" he said with no emotion
i growled in response, not being able to reply like humans.
"don't growl at me!" he demanded.
"TELL ME WHO THE HELL YOU ARE" he slammed his hand down on the bedside table creating a loud bang.
I roared at him in anger to silence him.
He went quiet, but continued to stare at me with rage burning in his eyes
(Part 2 coming soon! 1.1K reads!? Wtf?! You guys are amazing! I know this part isn't good and is really short! I apologize, I'm currently going through some tough times,and my parents pushing me to learn a different language. I'm trying to update as much as possible! But it's difficult! and thank you so much for all the comments guys! it really keeps me going.
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