Bronze Age Mindset Novels & Stories

Chapter 35: ACCUSE HAZEL. AT ELDER BRONZE'S HOUSE. The rain had stopped an hour ago, but the smell of wet stone still clung to the walls of elder bronze's house. It sat on the highest ridge of the pack's territory, separated from the main pack house. Every elder preferred to stay in the pack house alongside other vibrant wolves so they wouldn't feel alone and left out but the case of bronze was different, he preferred to live far from others. He needed distance from the wolves he judged.

Vicente leaned back in his leather chair, his gaze drifting toward the crackling fire in the hearth as he explained the ancient philosophy of our ancestors. "In an ancient, primordial pack like Silverpine Ridge, we do not care about the superficial things you focus on here in the modern western packs," Vicente explained, his voice laced with a deep, cultural pride. "We do not build massive, glass-and-steel skyscrapers to display our wealth, nor do we force our people to chant royal titles every time an Alpha walks down the street. The titles live in the blood, not the mouth." He paused, his eyes narrowing with a sharp, clinical intensity.

He couldn't abate the harshness in it. “Give me ten reasons why I shouldn't judge your actions with your age. Your age changes with every year, but your mind and the plans it holds don't. And you call that development? No. You're not growing. Revenge was on your mind when you were a child. The same as proving your father is not a coward. Now you're thirty, you still have the same mindset.” “What do you want, Mother? You scold me when you want me to change something about myself.”

“Okay, firstly, a young mind is more malleable. The older we get, the stronger the mind becomes. It’s like if something is trying to force itself inside someone’s mind, it’s harder to do with someone older than younger. At least it’s the rule with everything human or human-ish. The moment something as free will, as what doesn’t, tend to be set in its ways from the get go. You know how we say old people are stubborn?” He nodded. “In part, that’s it. Some of it is age, experience, becoming more jaded, not trusting as easily, you build years of knowledge and exposure to all the ups and downs of life, and this becomes like a shield to protect you. Plus, it goes beyond this, it’s also metaphysica