Chapter thirty five

Trevor's pov

I looked down as the goddess ran her hands through my fur, her touches making me feel content, was I supposed to feel like that? Even with my heartbreak?

"The last time a flaming wolf called to my presence was when she was dying. Your kind is quite stubborn and never asks for my guidance. It took a broken heart for you to call out to me" she said with a laugh, rolling her eyes as I looked at her surprised.

"The flaming wolf?" I asked surprised, not liking the name one bit. "Demon Alpha is a more suitable name than the flaming wolf. Respectfully" Drew said, making the goddess giggle.

"I agree with you, flaming wolf is quite lame, as you kids put it" she said with a smile that seemed like one of a child after receiving candy.

I'd heard from my mother that there was a wolf just like me when there were still more of us, before we were hunted for the magic in our blood. There wasn't anymore information about it because everything about the goddess' descendants was destroyed