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

attempting not to worry her. He got up from the bed, trying to catch any amount of air into his lungs that he could.

“Are you okay?” Worried, Jill got up off of the bed to go to Damien’s side.

“Fine, sweetheart. I’m just…needing some fresh air.” Damien got dressed before he left the tent, not giving Jill a chance to respond.

He hated himself that he was so close to taking her after being apart only to have to suddenly stop. He needed to find Kain to tell him what had happened.

****

Damien looked around at the camp. Each lycan still had some kind of strange look on their face.

He found Kain talking to Holt in regards to the reasons as to why the females had come back from the mountain caves.

“Glad you made it back in one piece, Damien. Not everyone who trains with Alexander Kain comes back in such good condition. Sun’s hell, some of them don’t come back at all.” Holt laughed, his thick accent making it hard for Damien to understand some of the things he said.

Right, if you only knew, Holt. He was right about training with Kain. It had been sun’s hell. I don’t think I’ve landed on my ass so many times in my damn life.

“I’m not that bad, Holt. Stop scaring the boy.” Kain chuckled as he took a drink of whatever hot beverage was in the metal cup he had.

“Kain, I need to talk to you.” Damien turned to Holt. “Holt, weren’t the females supposed to be in the caves? What are they all doing here?”

“You.”

“Huh?”

Kain gagged on the drink. It was if he recognized the lack of wording Holt used so he clarified the alpha’s rather vague statement. “What Holt means is you give them hope that the war will soon end. They want to remain close.”

“Is that why they’re looking at me like that?”

Kain nodded. “Yes. They have never seen a white lycan. The only other one is the Night Father himself. It gives them hope that they may get the peace they have longed and prayed for.”

Damien stumbled back. This was all going too fast. Just a short time ago he was going to school for a bachelor’s degree and trying not to get killed by vampires. Now he was some sort of symbol of hope?

“You were wanting to speak with me? Is it something you would like to talk about in private?” Kain spoke, appearing to sense his friend’s nervousness.

Damien shook his head, trying to focus. “Yes.”

“Holt, would you excuse us for a moment, please?”

Holt nodded to Kain, making his way back to his tent, instructing lycans as he went.

“Now what is it, Damien?”

Damien didn’t know how to start. “I felt the pain again. It hurt so bad this time I got nauseous.”

“It is the dark god. He knows the hope you are bringing back to us. It’s making him angry. Do not let him dissuade you. It is what he feeds on.”

“What if I fail, Kain? I mean, it hadn’t been a few months and now I’m some kind of symbol? I barely just learned how to change into a wolf. What if I can’t handle all of the pressure?”

“Shouldn’t be a ‘what if’ from a pussy like you,” Nathaniel’s arrogant voice pierced through Damien’s ears. He rolled his eyes as the narcissistic alpha stopped in front of them. “Well, well, well, if it isn’t the newborn and his man crush. Hope I didn’t interrupt you girls but if my memory serves, I have a nose to plant into the ground,” Nathaniel shoved Damien in the chest. “I’m surprised you even bothered to show back up.”

Just as Kain was about to speak, Damien held out his hand to stop him. “That’s enough. I’ve had it with your stuck-up attitude. Someone needs to put you in your place, Nathaniel. You want me, here I am.”

Nathaniel burst out laughing. “So that’s how it is? You’re gone with this washed up hazbin for five short days and now you think you’re strong enough to handle me?” Nathaniel got into Damien’s face. His bare chest bowed up. “You’re nothing but a newborn. A pussy who thinks he’s got balls now that he has his baby fangs. If Jill hadn’t saved your ass as much as she did, you’d be a dead man. I’ll wipe the floor with you and then shame Kain for failing in your training.”

Kain stood silent, smirking. Almost anticipating the outcome.

****

Kain stood in the middle of the ring while lycans of all ages and kinds gathered on the outskirts. Damien stood face to face with Nathaniel in a circle of trees. Some jeered at Nathaniel while others took bets on how long it would be before Damien started begging for mercy.

Damien had to silence the crowd in his mind or he wouldn’t be able to focus. He knew Nathaniel was much more experienced. He looked at Kain. The pride in the alpha’s stance reassured him of his teacher’s faith in him.

“Alright, you both remember what’s at stake for this fight?” His eyes met Nathaniel who scoffed at him. “Nathaniel, if you lose, then you are henceforth banished with your beta and will forfeit the alpha title to Damien,” Kain looked at Damien, his eyes full of trust. “Damien, if you lose then you will join Nathaniel’s pack and submit to his authority as alpha.”

A shutter ran through Damien’s body. Surrendering to Nathaniel was one thing but shaming Kain was completely different. I won’t lose. I can’t lose. He took a deep breath, taking the stance Kain taught him.

Nathaniel smirked, lunging at Damien with impressive speed.

Damien didn’t move, keeping his eyes closed. He felt the forest around him, the soft bite of the cold breeze as the day turned to evening. The sounds of the lycans