The old wolf's voice deepened, counting each syllable. "Amnesia your mind, do not. Do not forget your purpose. Recall what I inscribed upon your bones when you were still a boy. You are not fated to be any common Alpha, to reign for but one season. You are fated to be greater. More. Longer-lasting. You are fated to be the werewolf god not for ten years, not for ten generations, but eternity."
The words struck him like thunder, words Killian was told over and over again during his training. But hearing them now, with Serena in mind, it was different. They drove him further, forced him to remember the man he once was before all this. Before her.
The master rose slowly, his movements slow but unyielding. He leaned on his staff for support but his presence dominated the room with power. "I s
