Episode 40

This one is not on you. Adam’s wolf chimed as he inhaled the sleek mint of the wind. Everything would always be on him, it always had. Even when his brother had been in his shoes, he had always had to make sure his lace were tight enough for a run.

Lyra’s face swam through his mind, she would have been proud of how she went down but he didn’t want it to be in vain. What he wanted didn’t matter, he had to fight and protect what was his at every cost.

He closed his eyes and opened his senses. The steady, battle of the flowing water vibrated in his ear. He could hear the snap of the forest from fleeing preys. The perfume of flowers and musky balm of wet shrubs tickled his nose. He could take in the forest so easily with his senses, heightened to help him hunt. When last did he rage through the woods, free from his mind and caged in his balance.

His brother laid in the water as well, he could remember the burn in his ribs and chest as his hands shook while he had feathered his ashes int