Chapter 47 Echoes Of Descent

• Dominic's POV
• There were over a million of them this time. Small pups not old enough to feed themselves. Some were older than others, perhaps able to distinguish good from evil. But neither of them has reached the age to make a reasonable choice.
• Neither of the males could put forth their seed and neither of the females had bled yet, not to mention receive a seed. They were nothing but pups. At the sight of me, they all trembled and cried for help. Yelling out to the grownups for protection. But the grownups were all dead. I had killed them and just maybe, the babies could sense it because they all fell silent and stared in morbid fear for what was coming next.