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

“Ready? Tonight, you show me the wolf behind the man. Do not be hesitant. To our people, the change is even more natural than staying in the human form we have to take. Remember, the wolf in us was our first form until we were given the ability to turn into man.” Kain walked around Damien to stand in front of him.

Damien watched as Kain’s muscles grew tight all over his body. His fangs growing from his mouth as his jaw extended into the muzzle of the sandy haired wolf.

He fell forward onto his fingertips. His back legs bent like a marathon runner whose eyes were trained on the finish line; focused intensely on their goal.

It amazed Damien how easily the change happened for Kain despite how painful it appeared due to the scars that marred his copper skin.

The large tawny wolf raised his head to howl to the moon as her face disappeared behind the dark clouds. The rain beginning to fall echoed in the woods around them, the wind blew in strong gusts across the soft grass.

Kain made it look so easy. Damien had witnessed him shift walking forward after Chelsea ran. He’d seen Kain rise from his feral form to his human form like it was nothing to him.

Damien closed his eyes, trying to remember the events of the dream. Luna helped him free the wolf inside of him. He thought of Jill, her words over the wind the first night he suffered so badly just to try and make it through. He thought about how many times she’d looked at him with eyes so full of pain and worry as she placed herself up as a sacrifice to protect him. Her soft smile as she looked up at him after they made love, the deep gash in her shoulder she’d gotten after she’d saved him from Lilith.

I want to protect that smile. I don’t want her to hurt anymore, not if I can actually do something. I want the power to help her. I need the power to be what she needs me to be!

A whimper escaped Kain’s throat as Damien fell forward, his body rippling like the surface of the water after a rock had been dropped into it. His back arched as he threw his head back.

A slight roar escaped his throat as his arms and legs became the legs of a large wolf. His jaw extended with less effort than any lycan Kain had ever seen.

The tips of Damien’s tail and legs were dark like his hair in his human skin. The white fur as pure as snow flowing like ocean waves in the wind.

Damien raised his head and howled. Kain lowered his gaze, turning to lead Damien towards the woods to teach him to hunt.

At first Damien had trouble walking on all fours, slightly stumbling as he tried to walk forward. He soon swallowed his uncertainty and let his instincts take over, clumsily following his friend.

Kain stopped to allow Damien to walk shoulder to shoulder with him. The sandy alpha almost yielding in respect to his companion. His ears perked suddenly as if he were trying to focus on the sound of potential prey through the rain and thunder filled woods.

A deer with her fawn were heading into their den for the night to seek shelter from the rain. The buck stayed outside to chew on some of the pine needles and bark of the trees.

Kain lowered his head, his body getting close to the ground to stalk the buck. Damien followed suit, his body almost acting on its own as the two wolves closed in on their prey. A light bark from Kain told Damien to go around the other side to cut off the buck’s escape. The heart inside Damien’s chest was racing, his blood heated from excitement as they got closer.

Kain jumped first landing on the back of the deer, struggling to sink his teeth in the tough hide despite how large he was.

As if drawn by some unknown force, Damien jumped at the buck’s throat, his fangs finding its jugular, holding on tightly until it eventually grew too weak to struggle and fell.

A slight sting on his front leg left a thin line of blood where the buck’s antler had cut him. It healed almost immediately as with most of his smaller wounds.

Nodding, Kain took the buck in his mouth, pulling it back towards their camp site between the stones. Damien’s first night’s hunt had actually gone pretty well and for once, it felt natural.

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Back at the site, Kain set up a shelter made out of some thick branches and vines he used as ropes. He sat beside a fire he set and began preparing the different parts of the buck for their next meals for the last few days.

“You did surprisingly well for your first hunt. Your wolf form is one of the most unique I have seen in my many years of life. That howl alone is not of this world. I should have realized ahead of time that you were struggling because your situation was different. For my failure, I apologize, my friend.” Kain looked over at his friend, his emerald green eyes full of concern.

Damien stared blankly into the flames, the taste of the buck still lingering in his mouth. “It’s fine, Kain. Not like you know what goes on when a Purifier is bitten by a lycan. I don’t know what happened. I just thought of Jill. I wanted to be strong enough to protect her and it happened. I felt like I was kicked out of my own body; looking through the eyes of something else. It scared me but felt good.”

“That sounds about right for the first time. Your devotion to Jillian