Bad News

William frowned as the Eldar disappeared. What Eladar said at the last moment made him angry. The thought that William looked like him just because the wolf with which he had the bloodline power was sneaky left a thought so deep that it even affected William's self-belief

'Why?'

William thought for a few seconds within the trembling walls of the throne room.

'Does he think I have no will?'

Questioning himself, William looked up and down at his hands. He hadn't felt anything like that for a long time.

'Because of my reaction to Elura's kidnapping?'

He didn't even react, or rather couldn't. He felt restricted. Did the power of the bloodline have a fetter? Otherwise, even Elura could talk, scream and beg, while he himself could do nothing. He just watched.

"Grrrrrmmm."

"Get out!" Suddenly he felt a heavy object approaching from his right, and it pushed him aside.

"What are you doing? We have to get out of here!"