Chapter 17

• Darius paused, and with a smirk on his face, he continued. “Foolish Omega, weak wolf, little Silver Moonite,” he sneered. “You think highly of yourself to think you can stop me from doing whatever I like.?”
• I made no effort to respond. Instead, I decided to show him what I am made of. I called upon the power from ancient, the power that I haven't given expression, the power lying dormant in me. And to my advantage, I have spent months honing this power to live.
• The ancient spirit was at work in me, it was stirring something up within me, making me uncomfortable. The energy kept surging through me, running down my spine and sending shivers down my body and veins.