76 - Longing for Eskaal

[Meagia’s pov]

After my transformation into a white lycan, a surge of exhilaration coursed through me, and I couldn't help but revel in the newfound power. Hell yeah! Now nobody could make me feel bad. It was a moment of awe when I witnessed my brother, Zilver, also shifting into a majestic black lycan wolf.

I had no idea why he was a black wolf but perhaps he was right about anyone not possessing a white wolf. The realisation that we now shared this extraordinary bond as lycan siblings, it filled me with an overwhelming sense of connection. I finally had a brother now, my own biological sibling upon whom I could rely.

Together, our howls harmonized, resounding through the villa and striking fear into the hearts of the guards. Without hesitation, we leaped over the imposing fence, our powerful bodies landing gracefully on the other side. The forest beckoned, and we wasted no time, running side by side, eager to test the limits of my newfound strength.

As we raced through the dense fo