CHAPTER 135: MASS MURDER

THIRD PERSON POV

Ansel and Amos moved swiftly through the dense forest, their powerful legs propelling them forward as they leapt over fallen trees and navigated the rugged terrain.

Their wolves had taken over and they were like beasts now, very huge and powerful with furs all over their bodies and claw-like fingers.

The night air was thick with tension, and the moon cast an eerie glow on their path and on their wolf nature, causing them to be more powerful than before.

After all, wolves were creatures we depended mostly on the moon to give them strength.

Ansel’s mind was a storm of rage and sorrow, the news of the slaughter weighing heavily on his heart. The black witches had gone too far.

How could they so heartless to kill over twenty wolves?

That was mass murder and Ansel as the King of wolves, he needed to act swift. Or else, his people would suffer the consequences.

When they finally reached the village, the scene that greeted them was one of unspeakable horror. The onc