Chapter 33

"And what are your findings?"

"The mother god is the Slave Queen of the werewolves."

With this words said, the man with the beauty spot under his right eye physically stopped. Shock flowed through his vins like second blood. A critical win glass half filled with blood that was approximately 1.5 inches away from his lips stopped in it's flight to his lips.

"Slave Queen?"

"Yes. The Alpha Kings mate, Athiss. His the mother god. It turns out that as Lord Fredrick Tomelson had suspected, the witches had known about his existence right from the second he was born."

"How is that possible?"

"His mother was a right had slave to one of the high priestess's. The porpoise for his birth was to be a sex slave, but when he was born and his eyes was seen by all, they immediately casted a spell that covered his godly marks. Which caused the death of all the people that per–took in the ritual except for one, the ritual had rendered the last survivor of the ritual almost powerless."