Wolves And The Woman

Chapter Ten- The Undying Fire

Hahaha... Starting this before Chapter Nine is published, I really hated the last chapter, too long, too worthless.

(Skimmed the proofread. Not so sure how good it is.)

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Chapter Ten

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|The Undying Fire|

    I was standing ankle deep in snow as I waited for Sylvester to arrive at the front of the Pack House. I couldn't wrap my head around that gods actually existed, do they actually save people as is said in the books? 

You are having too many thoughts, I cannot keep up, calm down youngling. Terus seemed to like the name youngling, he had been testing out names to call me this entire afternoon. 

    'How do you know actually exist?'

I serve one.

     'Well yes, that's the simple answer. How do you know?' 

All guides were created by the hand God of Guidance. 

    It has come to me then that over the past four months, I've had my eyes opened to so many things. Things that I don't think I can live without now. 

   I heard the crunching of snow from behind me. I turned on my heel and looked at the beautiful man standing in front of me. He was wearing a black sleeved shirt and straight down pants. His jawline cut through the snow, no pimples, no dimples, or a stray tooth in sight. I felt insecurity creep into my mind again. How can he be my mate? 

      I don't know myself.  Chuckled Terus into my mind. 

     "Ready to head out?" He said, holding out three weapons, my mace, crossbow, things I tried using to kill him all those months before, and lastly, my beautiful longsword. 

    "What do I do with these?" I asked taking them into my grasps. I felt the heaviness of the honor that filled these weapons. All the hours I used burning their powers into my mind. The men I have cut down with this sword. Men that I have smashed their skulls into mush with this mace. The unforgiving shot into many men's heads. I shivered at the grueling memory. 

     "Just in case good times go bad." He said adjusting his own Guide on his back. 

     "Meaning using it against other people?" I'm surprised he is allowing me to have these. I could still be a threat. Though the feeling of being trusted made warmth bloom in my soul. The only other person to have ever trusted me was Develon and maybe his brother. 

    "Should I be worried that you don't know how to use them against other people?" He placed his hands on his hips and looked up at the moon. His features were blessed with the Moon Goddesses rays.

     "Trust me, I can use these much better than you could ever," I said swing my mace in a circle getting used to the weight again. 

     "I bet you could, the only weapons I need is my wolf and my fists," Sly said smacking his forearm like he was the toughest man on the earth. Though I wouldn't be surprised if he was, he was surely the biggest, strongest, man I had ever seen. 

    "He acts tough but you better know girl, he is nothing but a big pup on the inside," An old voice was heard from behind us, making us whirl in her direction.