SIXTY FIVE

HELIOS’ POV

When I was young, my father taught me many things. But the one thing that I embody the most is this;

Until you are home, leave no man behind.

Father's teaching was simple and clear, it is the basic principle that I have engraved in both my heart and soul. In battle and on foreign soil, I, the Alpha of Morningstar am to take care of my pack. I am not to be concerned with my own welfare, but only on the welfare of my fellow warriors.

“We are a pack that looks after its own in every way. Those who stand by you are your family and it is my hope that you, my son will never leave your men’s side when the time comes.” Those were the very words father told me the day before he died.

I still remember them.

It is easier said than done though. Especially with Ares. He is heavy. And he is drooling all over my chest.

“We should just dump him here,” Apollo suggests.

I grunt. “It's not funny.”

“I'm serious, I've never met anyone who drools as much as he does,” my wolf points out.