Chapter 509: Duskmoon Hollow

Girls her age should be sneaking out of the house to secretly attend a party where she would kiss her crush, not dragging a prisoner as prey to her cannibalistic-eating sister.

Angus’ breeding obsession had never stopped at demons, Fae, witches, or humans. No. This time, he’d aimed for a perfect, pure-blooded werewolf heir. But what he got instead was much worse.

The goddess had cursed him.

Bree was no wolf. She was a wendigo.

Wendigo were cannibalistic-eating creatures. No one knew the true story of how they came to existence, but in the old stories, they were beings twisted by hunger until they devoured their own kind. In Bree’s case, she was more feared since she’s a wendigo born into a werewolf bloodline.

Bree had done nothing to deserve it, but the sins of her father had simply been visited on her.

As expected, Angus had been furious with the outcome, but he hadn’t killed her. Wendigos were dangerous, but they could also be useful. Her appetite for raw flesh made her a threat even to her own family, so she was locked away in an underground cell.

The twins, Lauren and Layla, were mostly in charge of Bree since they used their mental powers to control and groom her to their father’s will. And right now, Hannah had been sent to do the one thing she hated most. Feed her.

The man’s head lolled forward as Hannah dragged him by the rope binding his ankles, his body leaving a smeared trail of blood on the floor. He was still breathing, but not for long. By the time Bree was done with him, not even the bones would be left.

and steep, lined with stones that seemed to drink in the torchlight. The deeper she went, the colder

constant, unnatural chill that weakened Bree,

grounds, where she can tear through whatever "prey" he throws inside. The preys were mostly traitors from his people and her hunts

Bree was the perfect instrument to keep the villagers in

the time Hannah reached the bottom, the frost on the walls had thickened into jagged spines. The guards moved aside without a word, none

them unlatched the first gate, then the second, while the man’s eyelids fluttered, a groan escaping

gate was unlocked. She

eyes lit like coals under ice. She tilted her head, listening to the approaching body and scenting them. Her lips peeled back and she

a meal next time." Hannah warned

was tamed enough not to hurt any of them, but

voice was low and

Hannah

showing in his expression when he looked

thrashing, but it was useless because Hannah shoved him inside with a hard kick, the sound of

bending in unnatural ways, with her head tilting at an odd angle as she stalked him. The rune might sap her strength, but it couldn’t starve the hunger out of

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