A man who has been dismissed and overlooked discovers he carries the bloodline of the Wolf King, a legacy that could upend the hidden world of packs and alphas. As old enemies and new rivals close in, he must decide how far he will go to claim the power that was always his.
My masters always say I'm weak, but this stone, just how hard can I hit it? Impossible. That's impossible. The stone shattered. This has never happened before. My masters were right. I'm still a weakling.
Everyone else can control their strength, but I can't. What am I going to do now? The stone has been shattered. We will count you as a genius as you advance to the next round. Wait, Lord Todd. This can't be right. A mutt who can't even shift. He couldn't have shattered the
The power of every strike must have built up inside the stone and the power just happened to release when it was his turn. He just got lucky. What Van said does make some sense, right? He didn't shift just now. The stone took so many strikes. Maybe it really reached its limit. The stone is forged from pure obsidian, resilient and resolute.
Its true strength measures an entire mountain. And it did decide with strikes. Should not have shattered it. However, you shattered the stone without shifting.
Incomprehensible. Van's accusation holds some value.