Far away, in a realm untouched by mortals, the air trembled beneath a suffocating pressure.
A vast, sprawling domain of ancient forests stretched endlessly beneath a silver-lit sky. The faint howls of wolves echoed through the dense woods — low, fearful, and restless.
At the heart of it all stood a towering figure, her long, flowing hair like strands of moonlight, her aura sharp enough to cut through the very air around her.
The Wolf Goddess.
Her breath came in slow, controlled exhales, but the fury radiating from her was palpable — an unyielding storm of restrained violence.
Her clawed fingers flexed at her sides, trembling faintly as her divine senses traced the remnants of a bond she had carefully woven over time… only to feel it break.
Shattered. Interrupted. Stolen.
Her golden eyes burned with cold fury, and the earth beneath her feet cracked as her divine power surged outward in an uncontrolled wave.
