Chapter 9 Burning steam
NEKTARIOS’S POV
DIONY EMPIRE
The guard wolf let out a painful grunt as I kicked him right in the guts. He struggled to stand back up with blood-stained teeth. Flexing my arm muscles, I stood my ground, waiting for him to make a move. As expected, he leaped right at me, causing me to grab him by the neck, sinking my claws into his jugular vein. He struggled to break free, but it seemed he was enjoying the torture he was being put through. My fangs showed themselves in excitement as my breath quickened. I should let him go. However, the desire to see him bleed to death makes the demon inside me excited.
Lately, everything and every being has been getting on my nerves. The moon celebration is postponed out of the blue, and everyone is moving mad like the cowards
