Lycan

Lizette’s P.O.V.

Fear became a tangible living force that crept over me like some hungry beast, immobilizing my body. A wave of sheer terror washed over me, raising fine hair on the back of my neck to see a strange beast.

A massive human-like, white furry figure was sitting while lowering his head, he was gasping hard for breath. It was taller than me even in that posture.

“A lycan?”

As that creature lifted his head, I recognized him as the strongest shifter in the supernatural world. His sharp jaw and magnificent snout left me in awe.

When I saw a lycan’s picture for the first time in my textbook, I was horrified for days. It haunted my dreams for a long time. With razor sharp teeth, lethal claws, and the ability to walk on two feet made them special, lycans were undoubtedly magnificent yet deadly creatures.

However, despite my fear and the fame of lycan’s terror, I wasn’t scared to see a lycan in real life today. In fact, his presence was strangely pleasant, piquing my curiosi