Chapter 63
- Lycus's pov
- The tension in the air thickened and so did the foul scent from the broken bottle. Anger rose within me, raging anger and I curled my fists as my claws threatened to come out.
- let me at her! Spyro growled trying to force shift and I didn't know how long I would keep him at bay for. He had been waiting for this and this was the perfect situation.