Unknown POV:
I felt the heat creeping into my resting chambers, unwelcome and intrusive. I preferred the cold—it gave me clarity and focus—but this disturbance was far from ideal.
"You have the time it takes me to open my eyes to reseal that door, Lycan, before I strike you where you stand!" I boomed, my voice shaking the cave with every word.
"I apologize for disturbing your slumber, my lord," the mortal groaned, his voice trembling.
"Actions speak louder than words," I snapped, my tone unforgiving. "If you had no intention of causing harm, why are you still here?!"
The mortal immediately sank to his knees, his head bowed in submission.
"My mistake, Sire," he stammered, his voice barely audible.
The temperature in my chamber rose further, and at that moment, his words no longer hel
