NARRATOR

"Can you do that by praying to the Beast God?" Aidan asked too, frowning.

The same idea was running through those competitive brains.

What an obsession with proving their devotion at any cost.

"No. Lykahel gave this blessing only to me," Drakkar huffed, sliding his hand around Lyra's waist.

Family or not, that many males around his female had his nerves on edge.

"Who's Lykahel?" Aldric asked, already imagining the answer.

"He's the Beast God," Drakkar answered like it was nothing, and everyone glanced at each other out of the corner of their eyes.

Dropping a God's given name just like that... nobody did it lightly.

Well, except for a certain vampire with a certain Goddess, who didn't even pay attention to his tantrums anymore.

But deep down, even though Aldric treated Drakkar like a young lycan in the family, he understood perfectly how special he was.

No one knew how far his power would go if he ever got serious, and he was just grateful that this colossus was on their side.