Warning: Triggering chapter due to r**e.
THIRD PERSON’S POINT OF VIEW
Hidden away in the night's blackness was a man who had lost all control of himself. Above his head were twinkling stars that were scattered all over the night sky. He looked feral and had blood all over him from the people he had murdered just minutes ago. He let out a howl before shifting into his wolf and running off towards the south.
Layton’s demonic wolf was in search of someone. He needed to kill that person to get rid of any possibility of getting killed by his mate, who he now knew was in search of something that would wipe him from the surface of the earth. He hadn’t gone far when he sniffed out a scent. It was that of a griffin. He never liked the creatures because they were very tricky and manipul
