I didn't know what he meant by food. I certainly wasn't excepting raw boar. But I have developed a taste for blood. He gave me a piece of the flesh. I chowed down on it.
"So are you used to being a Lycanwing?" Ragnar asked.
"It's okay. I guess." I sounded unsure.
I had a right to be unsure. What's Astrid gonna think? I don't think I can be around her anymore.
"Got a girlfriend?" Ragnar asked him.
I looked at him surprised. How does he know of it?
"How did you know?" I asked surprised.
"I can smell it of you. The smell of love is a sent that you could never forget." Ragnar said.
"Girlfriend is not the word I would use." I said.
"Whatever word you use. It's love. A word of advice; drop it." Ragnar said.
"What?" I looked at him shocked.
"Your a Lycanwing now. You will turn on your friends, if they even are your friends." Ragnar said.
"What do you mean if they are?" I asked.
"We both know they hated you at first. That kind of hate doesn't go away easily, trust me. Then there's Astrid; she hated you the most." Ragnar said.
He did have a good point. My friends did hate me at first. Even Astrid she hated me the most. Of course, she was also the first one to believe in me.
"What makes you think I'll turn on my friends?" I asked.
"I did the same thing. I couldn't control the power. Leave them now so you don't have to kill them later." Ragnar said.
He did have a good point. Should I leave? Should I stay? I couldn't leave my own father. I'm his only son.
"And then there's your father. Leave him to, or he will kill you." Ragnar said.
"How are you reading my mind?" I asked.
"I'm not. I'm only reading your smells." Ragnar said.
"Why would my own father kill me?" I asked.
"He told you that you weren't his son. He hated you for what you did in the arena. He has always hated you. Just smell it off him." Ragnar said.
"Okay, first of all, the arena I get that he was mad at me, I would be to. He doesn't hate me." I said.
"He might not. But what about your transformation?" Ragnar asked.
I looked down. He had a point how could my dad like me after I nearly destroyed Berk a few times?
"He might not hate you, but he fears you." Ragnar said.
I smelled other scents. My friends scents they were coming.
"Hiccup!" Astrid called.
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Curse of the Lycanwing
FantasyI thought they were only a myth, but I was wrong. I became cursed. I needed a cure.
