Blessing of Luna (Wolfgods Book 1) by Blaise Ramsay (best books for 20 year olds TXT) 📕

When they hit each other, it sounded like a crack of thunder so loud and real, it ripped Damien out of his dream.

He sweated profusely, saturating the bed beneath him. His chest heaved to keep up with the terror instilled within him from the pure power of the two beasts he'd just seen. He could still smell the burning cinders of the forest, hear the roars the two titans let out as they challenged each other.

Jill was still asleep beside him, curled up in the blanket they both shared. The look on her face content despite the story she'd told before they both lay down to get some sleep.

Damien got up to go to the bathroom to splash some water on his face. His head hurting with each flash of memory.

The dream felt so real. His legs remembered the shaking of the ground. He could feel the rage in Barghast's eyes as he glanced at him just before Tenebris smashed into him.

Unable to go back to sleep, Damien sat on the edge of the bed. Jill's cool hand against his heated skin made him jump away. The panic forced his breaths to come out in short and shallow bursts.

“I'm sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. What's wrong? You're as pale as a ghost.” Jill rubbed the sleep from her eyes, trying to hide her concern. Damien’s body seemed to be trembling. “Damien?”

Damien wanted to answer her but he didn't know how. He felt as if his very soul was on fire. It felt as though Barghast had burned a reminder into him that he was in way over his head. Almost to the point of drowning.

“I... nothing. It was just a dream I had.” Damien replied, his voice trembling the same as his body. He did his best to sit back down, trying to calm down.

Jill moved to sit next to him, leaning a cheek against his bare shoulder. “Okay, I won't push you to talk. Just promise you won't hide your heart from me.”

“I won't. It was just a nightmare.” He tried to smile to show Jill he was okay. The lie he was telling didn't do much to reassure either of them.

It wasn't just a nightmare and Damien knew it. He’d seen the dark god’s eyes before. He’d heard his laugh. He just couldn’t remember where.

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The following night was the night of the meeting of the elders. The lycans all waited in anticipation to learn which alphas would be gracing them with their presence.

Kain stood next to Gabriel as though he were protecting him while they waited. Dolph and Chase took their places next to their alphas.

Holt and Cade had gone to the town's station to pick up the new arrivals in Holt's truck.

Damien sat next to a fire with Jill who was playing with the pups. Answering questions in regards to how old she was, if she ever killed anyone and how lonely it was to be by herself for so many centuries. The smile on her beautiful face a dim mask to try and hide the years of pain she'd endured.

A sense of protection rose up in Damien's chest as he watched her. She was so strong and beautiful yet the scar on her shoulder reminded him she could still be hurt. Immortal or not.

He was so angry at himself for his own mortality. He should be her shield against the world as her boyfriend, not make her protect him whenever he got in too deep.

The flames of his dream burned inside of him, making him wince at the pain. He tried to hide it to avoid worrying Jill.

“You have seen something.” Kain's soft voice took Damien by surprise with his sudden arrival.

The alpha was always capable of relaxing him for some reason and seemed to always know when he needed his advice.

When their eyes met, Kain could see the sweat on Damien's brow. “I can tell from your eyes you have seen something. Care to tell me what it was?”

“It was a nightmare, Kain. That's all.” Damien replied, frustrated.

Kain didn’t appear convinced. He sat down next to Damien. His arm rested on his bent knee, his other leg extended in front of him. “Damien, one does not shake or start sweating from just a nightmare. Something you saw is affecting you. Tell me.”

Damien acquiesced. “Fine. I don't want to say anything in front of Jill. Can we speak somewhere?”

Kain nodded, standing back up and offering Damien a hand to help him to his feet.

He led them to the tent Holt kept for him when he chose to visit, offering Damien a seat so he could make them some hot tea to warm them against the cold night.

Sitting down across from him, Kain asked Damien again. “So, what was it? What did you see?”

Damien's body burned with the flames. His jaw tightened as he wrestled with how to tell Kain what was happening. His eyes squeezed closed. “I don't even know. Jill told me the story of the gods before laying down. I guess I must have fallen asleep. I'm not sure when but I found myself standing in a burned meadow. All around me the forest was burning or burnt. I could feel the heat of the flames, smell the cinders of the wood. Even the animals as they brushed by me gave off a breeze I still remember.”

Damien felt the burn intensifying as he recalled the dream.

“There were two colossal beasts. The first one looked like a giant bipedal wolf. His fur was pure white. His eyes glowed a blue so light it reminded me of the stars at night. He let out a roar, like a lion, not a wolf. It shook everything around him like he was challenging something. Something he