#Chapter 55 A Lycan’s Anger

Helen POV

“Oh, no. It’s too late.”

He was already in Lycan form, his head stretched up toward the full moon that caused him so much pain. He had been through every full moon with a struggle but this one would be difficult.

We haven’t seen each other since the wizards and the Fae had double-crossed us.

Now he would walk up to see me beaten and near death. The rage that would come from him tonight would spark fear through the world if it were to be live streamed. Juden’s plan will work.

I couldn’t let that happen.

Forcing myself to my knees, I ached in a pain unmatched to any I’ve ever felt. I collapsed forward into the concrete once, then twice, struggling to balance upright after such a horrid beating.

I stood up with a dwelling yelp. Justin’s Lycan began charging forward from the horizon.

Taking a careful step forward, my ankle bone clearly snapped, I hopped forward with my stronger leg to keep upright. I don’t know where Juden is, waiting for his son to lay waste to this world, but