Chapter 86 A God's Love

• Draven stood upon the vast balcony of his castle. Half the forest had been cleared, granting him a perfect view of his stolen kingdom. More werewolves had been turned to mindless servants; most of the country now lay ensnared beneath his rule. Like a plague, his dominion spread, swift, subtle, so much so that the rest of the world had not yet noticed.
• But the animals had. They always did. And they knew he was preparing for war, to claim the lands beyond his borders.
• Though his conquering advanced smoothly, unease gnawed at him. For days now, a heavy, oppressive presence had lingered in the air, crawling across his nerves like frost.