FENRIR'S FURY

FENRIR POV

The scent of defeat permeated the dense forest as I disappeared into its depths, my furious strides propelling me forward with unstoppable force. Each step echoed my simmering rage, fuelling the fire burning within me. How could they have a Lycan on their side? The very thought ignited a growl deep within my chest, a primal expression of frustration and disbelief.

Failure tasted bitter on my tongue, a reminder of the setback I had encountered. But this retreat, this momentary disappearance, was not a sign of weakness. It was a strategic pause, a chance to regroup and gather the storm of fury that raged within me. The taste of defeat gnawed at my consciousness, taunting me with its unwelcome presence. But I refused to succumb to it. Instead, I channelled that defeat into a powerful resolve, an unyielding determination to unleash my true fury upon those who dared challenge me.

I raced through the forest, the once-familiar landscape was now draped in an otherworldly aura, cloa