Chapter 79

WARD

I pull into the driveway of my parents house. Turning off the engine to my car I stare up at the house that I grew up in. Or rather the house that I was supposed to have grown up in. There are no childhood memories in this house. Just memories of being carted around the world. Sitting at dig sites while my parents looked for lycan and werewolf artifacts.

I remember being about ten years old and we were in Egypt, I think. I remember looking at the beautiful murals that were on the inside of one of the lycan pyramids. I looked up at the mural of warriors fighting and protecting the pharaoh. I knew at that moment that is what I wanted to do for the rest of my life. I wanted to be a protector and that is exactly what I have become.

Once I turned eighteen I sat my parents down and told them that I was joining the Royal Guard. The conversation did not go as well as I thought it would. I thought after decades of studying lycan warriors and werewolf warriors my parents wou