Chapter 12 The Sun And The Shadow

• The training arena of the Lycan Citadel echoed with the sound of thunder, despite the clear blue sky.
• Anna stood in her Lycan form, her seven-foot frame towering over the obsidian sands. Unlike the werewolves of the Silver Moon who walked on four legs like common animals, she stood upright, her powerful, bipedal stance marking her as true royalty. Her fur was a radiant, woven gold, and her muscles rippled with a strength that felt limitless.
• Silas stood opposite her, his own Lycan form a terrifying mass of midnight-black fur and violet-tinged energy.