Celestial Wulf Chronicles: Born Necromancer Book # 2

Infernos rage takes possession within my soul. Then, explodes forth, engulfing all natural sense in its wrath suppressing my human side. Color fades, melting from my eyes leaving white soulless orbs. Lips curve upwards, nine-inch canines expose, moistened by saliva seeping downwards dripping in strands off their points. Soulless voices echo "Kill Mistress kill"

as wulfen vaporous bodies rise taking form with black adn red eyes. Standing by my side while the darkening gray mist, pouring off my body snaking along the ground, towards the battle I see ahead.

Reminded by the vision of how I saw my oldest cub Lolita. Poised in her midform phase, THe very air in the pack house tense. Her every bulging muscle coiled tight. Her deadly razor sharp katanas gripped with intent. Her eyes glow with a ferocity I have never seen. Every nerve in her body fired causing her body to tremble slightly. Lolita remains poised half crouched to fight to the death defending her terrified siblings huddled in the corner of the living room behind their sister.. She is an ACOSTA.

Remembering these images fuels the seething ice rage taking hold of us. Blades of grass and dirt beneath Clementina's paws die before she fully presses down. Their energy raped from them wilting them from green to tan to dry cream beneath Clementina's paws. Clementina's wulf spoken tone seethes holding sinister intent when she tells me, "To threaten my pack is one thing. TO INSTILL FEAR IN MY CUBS! You chose the wrong pack to fuck with NECROMANCER! Pray you kill me. For that which does not... Should Run."

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