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
All through the morning until a little past noon, Mara had been working on the castle. Not just working, she put everyone around whom she could get, including Sebastian himself, to work. Wonder how she even managed to pull off that extraordinary feat. Mara had not forgotten their last conversation, and she was more than willing to make it happen as it had been said. Sebastian had made it clear that he would help no one, which was final. Mara was no quitter. She sure did have her ways which she learned from her mother back in the day. The memory hurt, but it was time to put it into practice. She vividly recalled things the woman would do to get Caelum to work and how despite his not approving such tasks, he eventually ended up doing it. It was a way of making a threat with such sweetness that it sounded more lethal than an actual threat. Trust me, Waylan was not left out of the entire process. Because his entire pack had been killed, Waylan was more than willing to stay with them.
Alright, it worked as she imagined. She looked like her mother getting everyone ready for her usual morning briefings. The girl wanted to say something else, but Mara shut her off, saying they were waiting for others. At that sound, she relaxed, knowing she would not be standing alone for too long. Her next victim was Silas. He seemed to be returning from patrol, as his hair was covered in snow as he came in. He provoked her unknowingly as he was dusting his hair and feet inside the house. The man had no regard at all. He could have done that outside before coming inside but not to worry; in a bit, all would end. He was about to pass when he noticed the tension in the air. He greeted them carefully and asked if anything was the problem. He was looking at Maria. "Don't ask me, I don't know." the girl said to him "Um, Mara..." he began "Join her," Mara said simply "Wait, what?" Silas asked, getting confused at her guts probably "I said to join her. Where are the other three were
He was growing weaker with time before this woman; this was just what he feared. That kiss had happened as something else had overwhelmed him, and it was his wolf. The beast within was hell-bent on marking her for fear that someone else would, and he also worried about it. She was different compared to everyone he had come across, sadly including Esmeralda. He had a callous time keeping himself from grabbing her into his arms or sprawling over her on the table and claiming her right there. The heat he felt within was burning him up, and he felt hot on the inside. That was why he had to agree to do the duties she had asked him to engage in because it was the only way to appease his wolf that they needed to do something for her. It was at that point when he had been so close to her that he realized a lot of features she had all along. Her eyes were near purple, making him wonder how he had missed their magnificence. When he kissed those soft lips of hers, he caught her scent and had
They set down to work and started moving the woods out of the way, imploring their speed, but he realized speed was nothing compared to the amount of wood out there. He had not done this in a long while or even in forever. He had gone back and forth till he was panting, but he tried not to show as he would not act the weaker one before Waylan. The stray had to get weak first, but instead, he seemed to be enjoying it. Soon he started to chatter about how it was one of the things his pack was known for being the reason they called themselves the woodsmen pack. They lived in house-made it of woods to make it seem like a little fairytale. Sebastian pretended to listen to him while watching him steadily for the sake and hoped he would get tired soon. It was a long time before Sebastian gave up and started resting, saying it was not something they would be doing for a long time, nor would they finish it that day. "This should take a couple of days to tidy up." Waylan had said, and Sebas
He could not believe he was looking at Jake from old times.This time, Grimshaw had bitten deeper into his cut and was hell-bent on drawing him out. The last time he saw Jake, they were only kids, and the latter's father had decided to leave for another pack because of love. Jake's mother died during childbirth and eventually left Jake to his father when the older man found love in another woman's eyes.Unfortunately, he could not get her to join his pack but left his to hers, which might explain the other two brothers crying over him.Sebastian held his tears inside as they threatened to spill out. He had wondered for some time how it would be should he encounter his childhood training buddy. He never imagined he would get to see him in such a bloody state. It was unexpected as well as unbecoming.He looked into those familiar eyes and could see death hastily approaching. The youngest clung to his arm, begging him to save him, but even Jake knew he was already done for."Who did this
"Of course not. I want to hear everything that happened." Sebastian said.You might be wondering why, if all rooms were there, he had to choose this one. It had something to dovery well with him being called an alpha as he sought now to seem intimidating and nothing more doesthat trick like a king seated majestically on his throne.But there was even more to the choice he had realized. Werewolves did have a great sense of hearing anything, but there was speculation that they could detect lies that had nothing to do with any extra magical gifts.It was the fact that they would spend a lot of time listening as one spoke to their heartbeat and see if there was a change in the tune.Such a change usually translates to a switch from the truth, and that's how they find out things. The oakdoors would prevent further intrusion from any other heartbeat in the castle, mainly Mara's, which hewanted to listen to right now.He wanted to hear her say how much she loved him while he listened and
Days now, and Blackwell mansion was beginning to take another form. It was not what he had anticipated would happen that night when he rescued her from Grimshaw's men, but now he was happy he had stepped in for her.Given another chance at going back in time and undoing what he had done, Sebastian was sure he would not. His study was taking a whole new look, and even though he liked to litter books around, he ensured it was not as bad as it used to be.The mansion had started looking back in shape but not totally. working on the estate hadto take weeks to accomplish.There was even more, the training grounds were back to life, and they will all be able to train in a better environment and with much more excellent equipment.However, something big was about to happen at Blackwell, and it was for the best. The first young wolf among them in many years would be turning sixteen at the same time and will transform into her wolf form for the first time. It was also the first transformation