Chapter 40. Her True Identity

Darach watched the crazy witch. He was unable to move his body even an inch, all thanks to the bitch. Darach regret not killing her when he had her neck in his grip, the neck that had his mark.

His claiming bite~

After shouting at someone behind him she turned towards Darach with an evil smirk which raised the hairs on Darach’s neck.

Darach can feel waves of power flowing through her, pure dominance dripping from her small frame. She had a lycan, an actual lycan no illusion and her lycan was fucking powerful.

With dominance stronger than Darach’s own.

He was having a hard time digesting the fact that her beast was more powerful than Darach’s which raised an important question that who was her father?

Her beast’s dominance was fucking unbeatable.

He was having a hard time not submitting to her. Even standing on his feet in front of her took a great effort.

She took a few steps towards him, the ground was channeling her power, sending wa