The Atrocious Werewolf Prince

Chapter 8 An Unknown Place

?Blinding light overwhelmed the eyes, trailed by an uncouth pulling power. Ezra Zephyr was hit by dizziness as if he had fallen into a whirlpool.

Luckily, he was wearing spiritual armour. Ezra Zephyr felt an enormous power surge towards him and his body was flung into the air.

~Bang~

Ezra Zephyr's body landed intensely on the ground, making him eat a significant amount of soil all the while. Nonetheless, he was fairly clever. Overlooking the pain when he landed, the wolfman prince quickly rolled on the ground, distancing himself from where he had initially landed.

Simultaneously, the spiritual armour that had been arranged ahead of time on his arms, began to glint with a weak shine, prepared to protect from every side.

Luckily, the snare he had expected didn't come, and Ezra Zephyr's tensed body slowly relaxed. Only after that, he find the luxury to inspect his surrounding

"What just happened?"

Ezra Zephyr pondered, his eyes widened as he looked around him. The grotto had since a long time ago vanished, and in its place was tranquil timberland. Monster like giant trees push into the sky, while their thick leaves covered the clouds.

Ezra Zephyr slowly moved forward, following the boulevard, he heard the sound of a waterfall. Ezra stopped and looked at the scene, the calm breeze kissed the face of the young prince, Ezra felt strange evilness mixed in the atmosphere, something he never felt or sensed before.

"What is this place?"

Ezra Zephyr was totally astounded. He was in the mysterious grotto inside the blue pyramid just minutes prior. How had he resulted in this unknown new place in a matter of seconds?

"Weird."

Ezra Zephyr scowled somewhat as he noticed his surrounding once more. Could it be that the so-called great secret of the Red Wolf family was this land?

"However, there are no signs of any living beings."

Ezra Zephyr muttered to himself. As his gaze swept back and forth, his pupils abruptly shrunk while the expression on his face froze as if he had seen a ghost

What Ezra Zephyr saw was a cavern, emitting a negative aura with a stench of blood. Ezra's heart started to pound ferociously, he slowly stepped backwards. It was then when something came out of that evil cavern, Ezra squinted his eyes to see it. From the cavern came out two wolf cubs, one was of crimson red colour while the other was cerulean blue.

The duo cubs signalled Ezra Zephyr, the wolf prince flinched for a moment before trailing them.

The young prince and two cubs went inside the cavern, it was pitch black. They kept moving until they saw the light at the end of the cavern, other side of the cavern was a lavish green backwoods that was loaded with life. Every once in a while, savage beasts' roars and cries could be heard somewhere far off. However, every time that occurred, the blueish wolf cub would emit a bark. Albeit the bark was not uproarious, the whole woods appeared to fall quiet, as though they feared this little animal.

Ezra Zephyr couldn't resist and look again at the mysterious little beast. These little adorable looking wolf cubs appeared to be exceptionally uncommon.

They progressed thusly for 60 minutes before Ezra Zephyr at long last detected the wolf cubs' strides grind to a halt.

~Awwoooooooooo~

The duo cubs howl reverberated from the front. Ezra Zephyr's skipped a heartbeat as he raised his head and looked through the greenery of the woodland. What he saw was a gigantic midnight black wolf calmly taking a nap, it was as big as a mountain.

As it detected Ezra Zephyr's presence, the enormous wolf opened its eyes and gazed at the former.

Ezra Zephyr's heart faintly trembled when he saw the crimson's eyes of the wolf. Those eyes were loaded up with an indefinable ancientness as if they had experienced innumerable eons.

Simultaneously, Ezra Zephyr was able to feel a thick declining and rotting aura shrouding the wolf.

In any case, the second their looks met, Ezra Zephyr additionally felt the impression of being seen through. Maybe every one of his insider secrets had been put in plain view before the black wolf's eyes.

"Haha, a little fellow with no spirit has come.."

The wolf coloured in dark gradually withdrew his look as a raspy voice was heard. Be that as it may, the voice was akin to a dragon roar when it fell upon Ezra Zephyr's ears.

"Boy, you carry the same smell that Bjorn Zephyr had. Are you his grandson?"

The wolf asked, surprising Ezra. All of a sudden, an image came into Ezra Zephyr's mind. The image of a statue on the stone stage, his father told him that the statue is of the god they worship.

Ezra Zephyr sat on his knees and bowed, his forehead hit the ground as he said.

"I am the 52nd descendent of Bjorn Zephyr. Please, accept my greetings, O mighty God Fenrisulfr"

The wolf in front of Ezra was none other than the monstrous wolf of Norse, Fenrir.