"So tell me son, who did this to you?" King Lucas asked his son Immediately they were alone. He had ordered the guards out of the room once the kingdom healer had left.
"Father, I don't know. I thought it was a mere dream but waking up and seeing this wound shows it was real." Tyler responded recalling the terrible dream he just had. "I felt the pain when one of them bit me and that woke me up, plus I could communicate with them, they talked to me father."
"What did they say?"
"The wolves, they talked to me in their form." Tyler repeated.
"So you weren't joking when you said that first, that the wolves can talk?"
"No father, I haven't seen such a Wolf before in my entire life." Tyler replied, getting out of his bed as he stood before his father. "Three of the Wolve's height ate like this." He gestures with his good arm to his chest
level. "And the other one that is white, is bigger and larger than the other three." Tyler describes their heights.
