#Chapter 35: The Golden Wolf

Moana

As Ethan mentioned the “Golden Wolf”, I felt Mina react strongly in my head. She didn’t say anything, but I could tell that she was just as intrigued as I was. “I haven’t heard of the Golden Wolf,” I said, shaking my head.

Ethan smiled. “If you want to know more about werewolves, then this will interest you,” he said. He turned and started to walk, nodding with his head for me to follow. As I walked with him, he began to speak, gesticulating with his hands.

“The story of the Golden Wolf is a story that has been passed down through generations and generations of werewolves,” he began. “If I’m being honest, I’m not entirely sure if it’s real or just an old wives’ tale; some werewolves will say it’s real, and others will say that it’s just a legend. Either way, it’s an important story. You see, there was supposedly once an extremely rare, golden wolf that was spotted only once in the forest by a human. He was hunting for his village, long before humans knew about werewolves, and he