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Bad Moon Rising take vengeance on his behalf
"You are much stronger now," she said to him."I guess I am," he said casually as the gentle breeze brushed across them and scattered her hair, making her look like a goddess when she tried taking it away from her face."Then you would have to leave soon," she said"Leave? Why would I leave?" Caelum asked her"Because you are not one of us. You do not belong here," she said"And what if I want in?" he asked"You cannot. You are just..." she began."A human. Same as you." he helped her complete her words"Not our kind of human. You have no idea what we deal with," she said and started throwing arrows to the ground before her so she could use them to practice her aim. Abby had this special bond with arrows and would take most of her training time on bettering her already perfect aim. She always hit the bull's eye, but these days, her target was always the arrows already at the bull's eye."What is so different about your kind of human? You bleed as I do and eat the same way, after all,
Bad Moon Rising you seek not a man but a beast and an abomination to the world.
Caelum looked at her confused obviously but he took it however without questions as his determination at the moment strived above all the questions he might ever have. His hands were quite unsettled but as he nocked the arrow obviously nervous and the fact he had never used a bow like this one before. She came to stand behind him and asked him to steady up. When he tried positioning his arms, she showed him how to so he does not get hurt by the very rage of the arrow he might intend for his enemy. Following her instructions, Caelum positioned his arms and steadied his aim looking serious as he did so. He was scared and worried about his family. She then spoke behind him on if he was waiting for his enemy to strike the very first blow before he let's go of the arrow. Caelum instantly began to regain his focus and composure. He recalled the happy smiles of his family especially of Mara who he was not even able to see her body. The gods alone knows what those barbarians must have done to
Bad Moon Rising Gwen's prophesy
t was so comfortable and Mara snuggled in closer. That warmth and feel was all she wanted and missed all together. She snuggled in closer and then felt the arms envelope her. Yes it was obviously his scent but she had not recalled getting into bed with him unless in her dreams. She quickly jerked up and opened her eyes to find him watching her with gaze so intense steadily. It was Sebastian quite alright and smiled at her making her heart melt. He had promised her he would return that night but she spent all the time waiting for him into the break of dawn for the next day but he was not there with her. She decided that she would try and stay angry with him even as she knew well enough that was already a lost cause. She certainly would not last long staying angry at him but she had to try. Mara pushed away from him and slide off the bed through her own side heading for the table where her jug and cup was. She poured out water for herself and drank for a long while without sparing him a
Bad Moon Rising He had no reason to doubt her
The both of them did not come outside all day as they remained inside obviously studying themselves. Silas had passed the door area once and could guess what was happening behind those closed doors easily. To think that a few days ago, he was telling his brother to prepare to accept his Luna and Sebastian had haughtily said nothing of the such would happen. He wished he had put him to bet of something really useful so it would have benefitted him even more but however, he was happy. Happy his lonesome brother finally had found a mate.He knew Sebastian would keep denying it should he ask or speak about it but he had seen him several times without number brooding especially whenever he encounters scenes involving public display of affection. Mara was perfect for him. Although the two did had a lot of quarrels, they seemed to be made for each other. There was absolutely no other way to quantify what was going on between the both of them. Sebastian would certainly need Mara to serve as h
Bad Moon Rising nothing distinguishing them from the rest of the human race.
Two days now, and he sure was much stronger. Not totally healed, but strong enough. The leader had told him a couple of things he felt someone like him would want to know, which certainly involved the reason for his niece's behavior. The man had been listening to their conversation and apologized on her behalf for the tone and manner she had spoken to him. She was only protecting her family's legacy and that was something no one would want to toy with. They had their traditions, after all; indeed, he should understand how important that usually is to families. Caelum did understand now, but he had to say within him that he had more questions. The older man he had come to know as Kelvin Helsinger told him that, for his sake, he was more prepared to give answers to every question he might have in his heart of hearts. He did not know where to begin from and what parts might sound offending to the man or his family. The very first question on his mind was one he felt would be likely o
Bad Moon Rising A man?... A beast?
"Prove it." Helsinger had said, looking down at him and then away again like he had not just spoken.Caelum did not know how he would prove to the man that he meant what he was saying. He thought about it for a while and then a crazy idea crossed his mind. He still could not believe that he had thought about it and then done it. He removed his upper garment and then started losing his bandages before wrenching them away from him causing the healing part to start bleeding steadily. He did not touch it nor did he care about it as he knelt there in so much pain. Helsinger turned to stare at him approvingly and then told him that he had shown himself worthy of being given a chance at being a little part of them. The man had not asked him to rise, so Caelum remained where he was, and neither was he asking him up as he began speaking to him about what true strength was all about. The ability to feel pain and grow to it without bringing oneself down. It was until one could understand that
Bad Moon Rising not all werewolves are evil and corrupt
The beast was roaring, and then it stopped suddenly while Caelum stared at the sword in his hand. He had never killed a man before, but even though they called this one a beast, he certainly still saw him as a man. Helsinger had said he was a werewolf, but it still felt unreal. He heard stories about werewolves from his mother and could remember growing up and beginning to taunt her about her beliefs and odd stories. They were all myths that never existed to him, but now he stood before a werewolf welding the sword he had been asked to kill him with. His conscience came to play instantly. In her stories, his mother told him that not all werewolves were evil and corrupt. Some of them never wished to be born into the curse but seeing it was their lineage; they had to learn to accept whatever comes with it. The hate and isolation alike. Certainly he could not get through with this as there was no way to tell if this was actually one of the good ones and if indirectly he was getting him
Bad Moon Rising the werewolves seized power, ruling the human race with an iron hand
Caelum was still surprised at what happened, but there were no whispers. He felt the strong admiration with which the others looked at him. He had proven himself and then turned to look in Helsinger's way. His gaze first fell on the lady. She still was not smiling at him but was not frowning this time or looking at him like he was a lost sheep in their midst. It gave him the satisfaction that she did not see him as a failure or unworthy person. Perhaps she might accept him yet in their ranks. Suddenly, there was clapping, and Helsinger called him to stand in front of him. Caelum went over to him and then presented his sword back, but the man smiled."No. She's yours now. She made your first kill." he said to Caelum."Oh, thank you so much, sir." the latter greeted, and as he bowed, he saw where the claws had hurt him from. He was not worried about it, nor did he feel any pain. Instead, he let it sink into him that it was something he had to get through if he was going to become a bra
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