The Wolf
“What does it feel like?” asked Talon while we both surveyed the south bounders of my land. Ahead of us was Naccanash, a country that was limited by the dark desert in the North. The country covered all the mountainside of the region, passing the Descer mountains and reaching the Aeleor Sea. The king of Naccanash was an old enemy of mine. His people were always getting into conflict with my soldiers at the border of our lands. Commerce between our countries was restricted at best, impossible at times and bloody most days.
One of my generals, an Alpha by the name of Henodas moved closer, waiting expectantly to hear what I had to say. I was never a man to talk about the women I bed. Talon knew this, but I understood he wasn’t asking about how it felt to mate a true Omega
