Her smiling godmother, accompanied by her generals and soldiers.
- Well done, Nathaniel. - Your godmother said.
- Thanks. - He panted, although a little hard.
The abode of the Sheik and werewolf, between werewolf wars over domains, was one of the reasons she traveled to stay away, as well as an excuse to pursue him.
Wherever she was, she couldn't chase anyone else...
Now.
Nathaniel had been without any commitment for just over a year, he found himself reclusive between the organization's missions and going towards the company to deal with his business, when he was approached by none other than the four great gods who were the patron saints of werewolves and the vampires, who were as quarrelsome as the clans themselves between the werewolf packs and the vampire clans.