Wolf's Kissed

Part 11.

Fenrir's Pov. 

Sitting on a hill as I overlook Kattegat underneath me I release a deep breath. I challenged the Earl, do I believe I can win? I am not sure, but he will never stop trying to find a reason to have my head. Do I wish to become Earl? I am not sure about that either.

Sometimes I wish for a sign you know that I am doing the right thing? I believe Ragnar sometimes believes like we come from the god's ourselves I am not that ambitious. Odin and his brothers made men but to think you are a descendent of a god? That's a different tale. 

Hearing a loud distance howl I let the smallest of smiles appear on my face as I bring my knees to my chest and hold them with my arms before a groan leaves my lips from my shoulder. 

"You should have let me stitch it." The voice of Lagertha says making me roll my eyes before I feel her take a seat next to me. "You should be with your husband." I simply state as I keep my eyes in front of me. "He wished for me to come, and a part of me also wished to come." She says and I release a sigh.

"But by Odin's beard have you lost your mind!" She whisper yells as she slaps my cheek and I turn my head in her direction. "Fenrir was put unjustly in chains, the Earl has always feard me and now he put my unjustly in chains hoping he would have a reason to kill me. He is scared that now I will lash out and bring chaos to Kattegat, so either he would have tried to murder me when no one saw it or he could have accepted my challenge that I did publicly because if he did not and I would somehow end up dead people would start looking in his direction." I simply say before her hands move to my leather vest. 

"Take it off, let me fix your shoulder. You'll need it tomorrow." She whispers making me give her a nod before taking my leather vest off before my shirt soon follows. "See my shoulder is fine." I say as she moves her torch closer to it and well it does not look pretty. 

"If the god's wish for me to fall and hopefully join them in Valhalla then that is my faith, just like Odin tried with Fenrir to change destiny eventually it did not matter. Faith is something that is hard to change, sometimes you can try and try to change it but it simply will happen." I say as she takes a rag with a bucket and how much did she drag with her? Before starting to clean the wound while she hands me the torch. 

"This is a sign that they favor you Fenrir." She says as she points at the wolf mark on my ribs and I raise my brow. "Maybe, or maybe I'm destant to be in chains like Fenrir was only because people fear me. That they fear the wolf that lies in me, the wild part, the part that will rip a man's throat our for disrespecting me or trying to harm those close to me. Do you not fear me?" I ask her and she lets a smirk grow on her face before putting her finger into the whole making a groan leave my lips.

"You are not that scary to me." She teases making me roll my eyes. "Many women do not fear you, men are a different tale." She continues as I lean my head to the other side as I feel her hand move over my skin. 

"That's because they wish for me to bed them or even better ask for their hand." I groan out as she lets her fingers move over my neck while her other hand continues to move the rag over my shoulder. 

"You've fucked free women, but never a slave why?" She asks me making my head snap in her direction. "A man can not make love with property." I simply say making her hum. "So you made love with those women?" She asks me and I raise my brows as I look at her with a grin. 

"Sometimes you wish to fuck hard and fast, other times you wish to take your time to explore the others body. No need to get jealous about it." I say making her give me her famous look while I keep the grin on my lips. 

"Who said I was jealous?" She counters making me chuckle. "Are you? If I win tomorrow I will become Earl and even more will wish to wed me." I tease as she grabs some paste and puts it on my wound.