“Leave!” I snarled, my pupils dilating.

In front of me, a large man stood. He had a large bushy brown beard and a full head of curly hair. He also had deep green eyes with a scar over both. His clothes were a tight silver breastplate and ragged leather pants. He had a thin mouth that curled into a frustrated straight line. He also had a three-headed wolf tattoo on his neck, almost fully covered by a thick brown scarf.

“Your kind should all be destroyed!” The man roared.

By ‘my kind’, he meant Wolven .

Wolven were humans that could turn into wolves at any time. They were basically werewolves, but a bit different. In their human form, they had a wolf tail and elegant wolf ears that stuck out from their head. They also had fangs.

Oh, by the way, we also have magic on our side.

I held my hand in the air for a second. The man stared at it and let out a deep laugh, and slashed— but not before I wielded a glowing sword. As our swords clashed, he fell to the ground. This was my chance.

I leaped onto him, turning into my wolf form. The power coursed through my veins, sending a bolt of confidence into me. I howled, and bit his neck as the blood poured from his ‘already-there’ wounds.

“Have you ever thought about if we are really evil?” I muttered to him, fury in my every word.

“I didn’t think about that, pest.” He spat.

“That’s because you don’t think about anything. And by the way, the name’s Lucifer.

Btw, haven’t been on much bc I’m working on my own book + school. This is an example of my style👍