Chapter 122: Shifting to Wolf Form

A group of vampires attacked Hera and the alpha. They didn't expected that to happened out of nowhere.

The clash of fangs and claws reverberated through the clearing, a symphony of violence that echoed the tumult within Davien's heart.

He fought not only for his own survival but for the chance to reclaim the woman he loved from the abyss that threatened to consume her.

Hera, wearing her visage, moved with lethal grace, her attacks a dance of shadows and malice. Each strike aimed at Davien was a calculated move, an attempt to break his spirit and shatter his resolve.

Davien, however, refused to yield. His movements were fueled by a mixture of desperation and determination, his alpha blood pulsing with raw power. He parried Hera's blows, his own attacks infused with the primal energy of a creature unwilling to succumb to the encroaching darkness.

As the battle raged on, the guardians, once mere pawns in the game, hesitated. The twisted Queen Hera had demanded their loyalty, but the f