The Love of a Lycan

Raine abruptly dropped her hands and covered her ears. Torak's roar shattered the tensed atmosphere in the empty room, shook the ground beneath them and sent chill to her spine. 

The last thing Raine saw was, Torak pounced onto her, her eyes opened wide before she abruptly closed them, feared to see the impact that would happen once a creature with weight roughly twenty times heavier than her, smashed her body.

However, all she felt was the wolf's soft fur brushed against her arm when his ferocious roar ruptured his throat. Raine cowered away from the source of the sound with eyes still closed.

She crawled down the bed and hobbled away, didn't really know the direction that she went. She stumbled as she was trying to stand up and looked at her surroundings frantically. 

At that time, she heard another deafening growls coming from the other side as the door flew open from its hinges, tore and hit against the wall with frightening sound.

Unintentionally, Raine caught a sight of Torak's wolf and countless of big wolves in different colors came into her line of sight.

The view terrified her as her heart beating painfully. With sweaty palms, Raine reach the handle of the wardrobe and squeezed her trembling body inside. With both hands that were close to losing their strength, she closed the door. 

Raine buried her head between her knees as she closed her ears, trying hard to put her attention elsewhere except the growling and bone-crushing sounds behind the door. But, she didn't have much of choices as the only thing prominent around her was the darkness. 

Outside, battle between the werewolves and five kanimas had ended. All of the Kanimas had been dead even before the backup help busted down the door. 

Torak killed those shapeshifters in no time, his eyes were glistening with fury in the color of blood. 

While those creatures had been shredded into hundreds of pieces under the white wolf's fangs. Blood was dripping down his sharp claws and left traces over his white fur.

He looked more feral than ever, mythical creature that had been living the earth since centuries ago.

After everything was over, he shifted back into his human form, but his eyes still bloodshot red, while the rest followed, shifting into their human form one by one.

Torak's clothes stained with blood, the color was radiant added with his livid expression, and no one dared to talk as they lowered their neck in submissive manner, were too afraid to draw attention of the beast to themselves, including Raphael and Calleb. 

Meanwhile, Torak tore his clothes and threw it aside as he was sniffing the air, he looked at the direction where his mate stayed during the fight. He didn't want Raine to see this side of him, but he couldn't help it when he saw five kanimas were suddenly standing behind his mate with canines elongated, ready to pounce onto her. 

The thought made him shuddered with fear and incensed at the same time. Feeling the anger of their alpha, all of the lycans backed off a few steps away from him. 

Torak raised his left hand as though he was calling someone, or something.

A little while later, a burning flame appeared on the tips of his fingers as it landed softly and form a bird as big as a falcon with majestic feathers that grew brightly like a bonfire. This small creature was the famous firebird.

The mystical bird was flying from Torak's finger tips and flew above the carcasses on the floor, as the bird floated in the air, it was as if the small bird left dust of fire and burnt the remaining of the kanimas' bodies into ashes.

"So cruel."

A grating voice sounded from the back of the small group of lycans. Altogether, more than ten heads, directed their alerted eyes towards the source of the voice.

It appeared, there was a young man with golden eyes and long curly hair that reached his shoulder. He had been standing in front of the large wardrobe behind them. However no one realized his presence until he talked. 

They tried to sniff the air, but their sense picked nothing. This man had no scent.

Torak stepped forward and growled deeper as his claws extended, he walked without hesitation towards him. 

"You better stay right where you are." He drawled, his eyes were glimmered brightly. "Or…" He reached out the handle of the wardrobe and was about to open the door when the mystical bird swooped in his direction in lightning speed.

Despite the incredible speed of the bird, he dodge it easily. However, the next thing he knew was that Torak had wrapped his slender fingers on his neck.