Chapter Eleven (Dane's POV) Decades before…

My kind was created solely for battle, not compassion, not empathy, and definitely not love.

Offsprings of Gala call us Lycans, a half-human half-beast. Some believe we were the first generation of Werewolves cursed by Zeus for trying to trick him into turning into a cannibal. Others believe that we were direct descendants of Selene, the goddess of the moon, the granddaughter of the primordial parents, Gala (mother earth) and Uranus (father sky).

The truth is we were direct descendants of the moon goddess, Selene, she was our mother and Zues was our father. We were her weapons of war. And werewolves are simply unfortunate offsprings of Gala, either bitten or scratched by a full blooded Lycan. They were survivals of my kind. And there was no love lost amongst us.

After the Titanomachy war, a battle was fought to decide which of the generation of gods would have dominion over the universe.

The Olympians gods won and the Titans, offsprings of Gala, were sent to Tartarus as punishm