Waking up that morning, Mara had quite a lot on her mind. The previous night had been hard on her as all she thought about was circling Sebastian and his life story. There were so many questions on her mind and so many regrets.When she had gone inside the previous night, Old Sonya had been waiting still for her. Poor old woman,she was watching over the werewolf she had dragged home and had worn herself out. When Mara entered the room, she was seated on a chair and sleeping.Mara had woken her up and escorted her to her room after insisting she would watch over the man who she doubted his status after her eavesdropping revelation.The young man on her bed looked pretty much young and seemed like he was much younger thanSebastian and Silas. He was dashing with blonde hair, although hers was way lighter. He needed to wake up soon enough to avoid irritating Sebastian further.Mara had drawn the chair up close and sat down to watch him. The night had not been easy as she was busy mappi
The old lady was amused by her lie with the way she smiled at Mara and responded sarcastically."Oh, I see," she said.Mara was at a loss instantly and decided to switch to full defensive. She had to first agree to the fact thatshe had heard the very same thing, but it made absolutely no sense to her as such superstitious beliefsdo not attract her.She was a free woman of her own free will and would not be coerced into believing some ancient stories. All along, the old lady had been paying her attention and paused on what she had been doing to listen fully to her speech, for that was what it seemed like to her.First, she corrected Mara on the fact that she did not believe in superstitions by asking her a simple question. It was a straight one as it was just that had she been told without seeing that werewolves did exist, would she have believed? Mara thought about it briefly."Of course not. Right now, I'm still trying to believe it fully," she said"Good. In the same way, you must
Mara had never been more frightened than she was at that moment when the young man suddenlygrabbed her unexpectedly.She felt her heart do a little huddle and back again as she froze for a moment on the spot.Slowly, she turned around to see what had caused the sudden grip of the young man.Ever since she had rescued him, she had been waiting to see what beautiful eyes lay behind those closed lids of the handsome young face because that was the only way she could tell if he was indeed a werewolf or not, which she hoped would not be because it will justify her defense of him against Sebastian on how wrong he was judging the young man as a werewolf.However, if she had made a bet with her life on that, she would have lost it woefully because the moment she turned, her eyes stared back at eyes that were not deemed humanlike, and I knew instantly that I had been wrong all along. This one had a strange color like the others that had attacked her in theforest but nothing similar to Sebast
She was just in time to see the last bit of the wound closing up while he tore the bandages away with his inhuman strength.Speak of the most unusual thing ever, and she would point at this bit.“Your wound, it’s healing.” She said and brought her hands together close to her face in shock.“Of course, it would heal. This your first time with a werewolf?” he asked her.“Um, yes. First time with an injured werewolf.” She said to him, and he nodded“I could have healed long ago, but the bastard who injured me stuck silver in me, and I could not get it out.I grew weak while he and his friends battered me.” He said“The silver arrowhead?” she asked“Yes. Very dangerous. You took it out?” he asked her“Yes. But I had help.” She said.He smiled and nodded, appreciating her when he paused suddenly and turned to stare at her like he justrealized something.“You said earlier I’m your first injured werewolf, and now you say you had help taking out the silver. Aretheir wolves with you?” he ask
Somehow he was not surprised to hear that this annihilation of a whole pack had anything to do withGrimshaw.The old man has been hunting him and his brother for years now and had laid to waste his own kind.It was little amazement why he had not yet stormed through his forest to his castle and finished what he started.Sebastian could understand why that was not yet an option.Grimshaw was yet to find a weakness to him and that made him pretty much dangerous to the oldie wolf.He had never in all the years of playing chase sent his men beyond his forest.Sebastian had made his name as a berserker by creating a huge shadow on all and sundry that heardabout him.He did not enjoy it really, slaying his kind but he had to be safe.As unbelievable as it may sound, he was scared for his life and his brother too. He worried that someday someone would try to penetrate them and that would mark their end. That was something he could not live with.He had decided not to let himself be conside
He could not even raise his head to look her in the face when he spoke those words.Mara was still disappointed in him and turned away from the room. She headed to the gardens downstairs and sat by the fountain.Sebastian glared at the former, who was still apologizing, before saying, "If you lot of werewolves think so less of humans, then permit me to say that I am extremely glad I have nothing to do with you lot," he said and walked away.Silas had not left the door all this while, and soon as Sebastian stepped out, he approached him."Do I kill him?" he asked now."Thought you wanted him to live." Sebastian pointed out"Yes, but I changed my mind. He hurt Mara." Silas said"Mara would be more hurt if he's killed. Keep an eye on him while I find her." Sebastian said"Whatever you say, lover boy," Silas said, chuckling"Don't ever call me that," Sebastian warned, and before his brother could conjure up whatever was on his mind, he had started striding away briskly.Silas shook his h
CaelumIt was bloody; everything was too gruesome to behold. The smoke from the fire razed the entire village, and blood and bodies scattered all over.Even when they had seen the signs of an attack from the sea, this was absolutely way out of what they had bargained for. This one was downright evil on the part of whoever must have done this.Caelum could not believe all this tragedy had occurred in the short while when he was away.He had been sitting in the ruins of what remained of their home for a day without getting up or eating at all.What was there to eat when all the appetite needed was gone and what was left was the stench from blood and signs of rotting?When he returned, the first place he ran off to, was his home, where he was greeted by a life shocker.The cow's remains were lying outside in front, while upon entrance was his father's dead body.It was a gruesome sight, not to mention the perching flies.Caelum was devastated as he started screaming for his mom and sist
His parents were laid into their graves first, and he said both prayers and apologies to them. His sincere wish was for them to guide him and fetch him the answers he sought. After that, he laid them to rest and started covering their graves. Next was the cow which was not easy as he dragged her through the group with so much difficulty. As he did, a couple of her entrails that had been spilled out scattered around. Caelum packed them all and pushed her into the grave. He sincerely wished that in her next reincarnation that she would come as something vicious that would not sit back and watch herself be murdered as she had been. That being done, Caelum sat down yet again as he made wooden crosses to mark the graves. He remained where he was for a long while and started thinking about what to do next. A bright idea crossed his mind, and he went back inside. He changed his clothes and started picking a few things he could use as a weapon. Trust me, Caelum was no warrior. In fact, he