The Lost Lycan Empire

Werewolves are mythical creatures, right?

Wrong, they are real. I am real.

The 1 billion of my brethren are real. More powerful through all those years. The silence about our kind through centuries is caused by the forgotten history or should I say forced forgotten history. The strongest empire amongst all civilizations has crumbled.

One way or another all werewolves blended and adopted to how mortals live, in short naïve, common, and stupid. But nevertheless, we're still how we are supposed to be: primal and dominant among others.

A mix of animalistic instincts and human intellect.

I am Torianna Reyna Lopez. Prime legionnaire of the east.

But I have a secret I am not a trueborn werewolf. I was born human. Turn into a werewolf. How? Secret.

No one knows aside from me. I am a mystery to my kind. Literally. Born mortal, but not anymore.

I have preserved my secrets for decades. Safe, sound, and secure. I promised to bring this secret to my grave. To save the existence of all beings out of chaos and possible damnation.

That's what I thought if only I knew...

Less than a month and the new werewolf kingdom my faced the same fate as the old werewolf empire. With an invisible clock timing their every second, would Torriana be saved by her atrocious past, be outcasted by her present or be banished in the future.