Twenty

I know it's me because Luna Lisa had pictures of me when Alpha Marcus found me. It was the same pink blanket I was wrapped in.

Maple is my mother's name then. This man with such great power must be my father. Well, of course, the way he transforms himself into a fox. I guess I can see where I got the appearance from. But my father in that form is very handsome.

"Don't Ruvik, please. You can't defeat him. Now when he's in that state."

"I have to try," Ruvik takes Maples' hand in his, while the other hand bursts out a blue-black flame - the same as mine - and kills multiple ferals. "He's my brother. The only way to end this madness is to kill him. I won't let him take our daughter."

"My lord!" A group of men appears to stall the ferals from attacking them. "There are too many of them."

"Damn that bastard! Using the dead as tools," says one soldier who uses his magic to cut the feral in half.

"Ruvik."

My father grabbed the back of her neck and connected both of their heads. He closes his