Shepherding Humanity Novels & Stories

I growl, and he nods again. "Maybe...introduce her to the pups," I say, and Kohn eyebrows raise. "Your mate is little Lucian. Pups can't control themselves," Kohn says as he folds his arms across his chest. "But maybe seeing how we start out will be a better example. Humanity isn't something we are born with. We get it when we shift for the first time, and it grows. Take her to our beginning, Kohn. If we are going to teach her, show her everything. The harsh reality of our existence," I order, and he bows his head a little before leaving.

“Father… please… just let me see her.” “You are not permitted to speak to her or even see her. She has been exiled and will be sent back to wherever she comes from. As for Amber and Maltilda, because they are natives of this pack, we will give them a lesser punishment. But that human girl is not one of us, and she will be sent back to wherever she comes from. Before that, she will face the consequences of her actions. The No Human Law is no joke.” I didn’t even wait for him to finish.

– I smiled inwardly as I tucked a loose strand of my coppery hair behind my ears, pride swelling in my chest – I could become more than just another wife, I could be a warrior, go with the soldiers into battle and stand proud beside my father. Surely while doing so I could still remain good, as pure hearted as I had began. After all, Mother Nature shunned the immortal creatures, removing them from the stars so that when they were destroyed their only place in the universe would be with the demonic beings of hell. Something black and dark with no soul, no place among the gods.

"First, there’s much to discuss. X, you’ve always been the anomaly, clinging to the ridiculous notion that humanity can somehow redeem itself. It’s pathetic." I can hear the slight tremor in Y’s voice, a stark contrast to the cold mechanical precision I’ve come to associate with him. The vetala presses, urging him to move faster, to kill me without delay. Y, though, is preoccupied with his philosophy, and I can feel his eyes—one human, one the vetala’s—bore into me from the shadows. "Humanity is a broken thing," Y says, his voice calm, almost pleading. "It cannot control itself. You saw it in your own world, teetering on the brink of destruction. To save it, we must tear it down, rebuild it

Professor Santina nodded, almost thoughtfully. “Then, I guess we will see for sure what kind of shifter you are in a few weeks,” she said before turning away and back to her whiteboard. Professor Santina spent the next 30 minutes beginning our lessons back to the very first shifter and why the goddess created us. We were meant to repopulate all the animals of the earth, but the goddess made a mistake and gave the animals human spirits instead of animal spirits. To fix her mistake, she allowed the animals the free will to keep those human spirits.