Storm writhed with all his might until he felt it was no use. He let go of his grip and sighed. He was going to be one of Lilith's pride. UGH! he thought.
The winged dominant female circled the pup, she whispered. "Are you ready to be my latest invention, a toy that would like to kill for power?"
Storm snarled and he swiped at Lilith's muzzle, making her draw blood. "Is that how you want to play the game of chess? Well, I know that the black queen will take the white queen's life and that is your mother, isn't it?"
Storm bunched his muscles and sprang until he realized that he was chained as he fell back. "YOU'LL NEVER TAKE HER LIFE!"