CURSED BY MOON, BOUNDED BY BLOOD
chapter 36
Grimalkin
(teasing)
“Ah, I do love it when the cubs finally appreciate my brilliance. Don’t worry—I won’t let it go to my head. Much.”
Patrick shakes his head with a faint smile, his tension easing slightly as they continue deeper into the cavern. The air grows colder, and the whispers morph into dissonant wails. Patrick halts suddenly, holding out an arm to stop Lily. His eyes flash gold as his Alpha senses pick up something ahead.
patrick
(low, growling)
“We’re not alone.”
From the shadows, a figure emerges—a tall, cloaked entity whose face is obscured by a mask of bone. The whispers intensify, seeming to emanate from the figure itself. Patrick steps protectively in front of Lily, his claws beginning to extend. Grimalkin circles closer, its movements slow and deliberate, watching the figure with sharp focus.
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