CHAPTER 32

Marcus's POV

Finding a quiet spot in the forest, close to the outskirts I transformed into my wolf. I was bigger than other wolves, just as my father was, just as his father before him.

We were known for our fierceness and extraordinary strength and speed. Only those who had not become impure by harnessing foreign magic in them still maintained the exact strength of a Twilight Ridge werewolf.

That was me.

I was a black werewolf with lots of fur, my claws were large and sharp and my fangs never missed their target. I yearned for Lily, but I could never have a mate. There was a weakness that came with it, just as it was at the moment with Lily.

The worst part was that my wolf's chosen mate was now a slave. I would become a laughing stock. Not that I cared, but it would have an impact on the loyalty and respect of the people.

I set my paws and took a stance ready to sprint, with a loud howl, I took to my heels under the dark sky.

At first, I just wanted to run to ease off the tension th