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

is beyond astounding to me. It’s giving you strength unlike any I have witnessed. It continues to intrigue me, I must admit. For now though, get something to eat and then get some rest. I will teach you to fight wisely in battle and then we will return home so you can face Nathaniel. I have a feeling he’s bitten off too large a bite of the buck this time and is going to finally choke on it.”

The two of them laughed together at the idea of Nathaniel having his tail handed to him.

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Damien didn’t know when sleep took him but sometime during the night, a loud clap of thunder startled him out of his dreams.

Kain was still awake, stoking the fire. The only shield against the cool air was his plaid Sherpa jacket he often wore after he transformed and a pair of tattered blue jeans. No words would come out as Damien stared at the alpha who seemed oblivious to the fact he was awake.

“You should be resting, Damien. First time changes can be taxing on the mind and body.”

I should have known. Kain doesn’t miss anything. Damien thought as he sat up. “Thunder woke me up. Why are you still awake? Isn’t it somewhere around three or four in the morning?”

Kain smiled, closing his eyes as he lowered his head. “You have such a big heart. I’m fine. Just woke up myself.”

Damien rolled his eyes, knowing Kain hadn’t gone to sleep. He wasn’t a very good liar.

The scars on his body looked so angry. The edges jagged as though whatever made them meant to inflict the most damage it could without killing him.

“Kain, I want to know. Those scars, the gashes. Why you sometimes look like you’re so tired you could drop at any moment. What are they from? Are you fighting someone?”

Kain didn’t look at Damien. “You aren’t ready, Damien. As strong as you have become in these three short days alone, you aren’t ready to understand. At this time, I just ask that you trust me. There is so much more about this world that you will learn in time. Go back to sleep.”

“You should too, you know. Don’t want to kick your ass because you’re too tired to stand on your own feet. That would be cheating. Especially against an apparently, old man like you.” Damien joked, laying back down.

Kain burst out laughing. The sound made Damien smile. He was finally able to reach Kain on a more personal level.

“Is that right? So, I’m an old man, am I? We are going to have to see about that. I will get some rest. I give you my word.”

The warmth of the blankets and the crackling of the fire helped Damien drift back off to sleep. His mind still focused on finding out Kain’s secret he was trying so hard to hide.

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The following morning found the two men up at the crack of dawn.

Despite the fact that Kain had been up so late, Damien still found himself on his back time and time again.

“Okay. I take it back. I take it all back.” Damien panted as he rolled onto his hands and knees to get up to receive some more punishment from the very alpha he’d insulted the night before. I was wrong. Damn I was so wrong. I’m eating so much crow right now.

Kain chuckled, his hand running through his dirty-blonde hair. “So, what was that about me being an old man that would be, what was it, ‘too tired to stand’ on my own feet?”

“Yeah, yeah. I already took it all back. What else do you want? Blood?” Damien regretted his words as soon as Kain round-house kicked him across the face. The force sending him skidding across the ground. Damn the man could kick.

“Shit, Kain. I don’t think Clydesdales can kick this hard.” Damien rubbed his cheek with his hand, looking at his palm as though he might be bleeding.

“The problem is you aren’t anticipating anything. You should read every movement of your opponent’s body and predict what he is planning on doing before he even thinks about it. The body tells on itself before it acts. Learning to read these indications is key to staying on top in battle.” Kain threw another punch at Damien only to miss him. “Good. Let your instincts guide you and you either won’t get hit or you can lessen a blow. Now. Again!” Kain threw his kick. This time faking Damien out and throwing his elbow into Damien’s chest.

Damien bent over. His lungs burning as he tried to catch his breath. “Okay… that was so low…”

“Anticipate, Damien. Read. Only then will you be victorious in battle and in hunting.”

The rest of the afternoon went by with Damien being kicked around over and over again. As he tried to get up from having his legs taken out from under him, Kain stood over him. The look in his eyes intense.

“I’m not letting you sleep until I see a change in how you’re fighting. Nathaniel will try every dirty trick in the book. You have to be ready or do you want to be his pack bitch for the rest of your days?”

Oh, hell no he didn’t. Damien felt a sense of unbridled determination flood his body. There was no way in hell he was going to show his belly to someone as low on the pole as Nathaniel.

A sudden jolt inside had him dodging almost every hit Kain was throwing at him. What’s going on? It’s like I can see what he’s going to do before he does it.

“Very good.” Kain held back his last hit. “You are ready. Tomorrow we go back so you can face Nathaniel. I am very honored to have been able to teach you.” Kain bowed to Damien, earning one in