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

"Great. As if you couldn't kick my ass before. Do me a favor and don't tell anyone. The whole blood thing is still so strange to me." Damien got up with Kain, putting his knife back in his pocket.

"Why?”

“Because where I came from, we don’t exactly share blood to talk to each other. As a matter of fact, it’s seen as unsanitary.”

A “tsk” sound came from between Kain’s teeth. “Blood is a bond. Families are bonded by the blood they share. Children connected to their mothers get their blood in the womb. Blood is given to patients of severe trauma to save their lives. It is a powerful life giver. To a lycan there is nothing strange about what happened. I may not have been able to get up if you hadn't thought to act as you did."

Once again, Kain made Damien second guess what he thought was reality. He was right, blood was powerful. Maybe that was why the lycans valued it as much as they did.

Chapter Thirty

Two days remained until the final battle at the Circle of Stones. Damien spent most of his time at Kain’s side preparing both the soldiers and the lycans that would be left behind. Each one looked more uneasy than the last.

“Kain, they look scared. Do you think they have faith in the plan we have?” Damien watched each face as they walked passed him. Hopelessness and despair seemed to loom in each eye.

“That is normal, Damien. For many of them this is the first time they have seen battle in centuries. For others, they have never experienced one since arriving in the new world. That is why they came here in the first place. Take some time to rest and be with Jillian.” Kain replied, holding his signature confidence in times of turmoil.

Damien couldn’t help his own inner feeling of discord at the upcoming war. He had nightmares almost every night after the meeting with Lilith. Even going as far as to entertain the idea of surrendering himself to end things peacefully.

Calen made his way beside Damien after he sat on the log in front of the main campfire. His mother sat on the log next to him.

“My lord, I wanted to thank you personally for saving Calen’s life. If there is anything I can do to return the favor, please don’t hesitate to ask.”

Damien looked at her, smiling. She always had such a soft face despite the fact he never saw her with a mate. “Where’s Calen’s father?”

She lowered her head, her hands clasped in her lap. She grimaced, her eyes squeezing shut. “My mate is dead, my lord. He fought in a battle much like this one many moons ago.”

“Oh. I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked. It was none of my business.” Damien picked Calen up, holding him in his arms. The pup hugged Damien with his paws on his shoulder.

She smiled. “He loves you. Please don’t apologize, my lord. It’s been a while since someone has asked. You bring us hope. Thank you for coming. I had begun to think we had been forsaken.”

“I’m…” Damien paused. He still held doubts that he could do what everyone expected of him. Calen looked up at him, his tail wagging. Damien pet his head, smiling. “I’m glad I could help.”

The mother smiled, taking Calen. “Alright you rascal, it’s your nap time. Leave Lord Damien alone for once, will you?”

Gabriel took her seat after she left. He had a piece of straw sticking out of his mouth. “Have to hand it to you, that’s the first time I’ve seen Zasha smile in a while. I have to thank you for that.”

“You’re welcome but what does that mean?” Damien asked, puzzled.

“Zasha was my brother’s mate. He lost his life just before we moved to the States in a vampire attack. She always had such a bright smile until he died. Then she rarely ever smiled.”

A small gasp escaped Damien’s throat. “Gabriel, I didn’t know you had a brother. I’m sorry about your loss.”

“It’s okay. Azazel never was one to crumble under too much pressure. If it weren’t for him and a few others staying behind we probably wouldn’t have been able to get out alive,” Gabriel took the straw out of his mouth. “Look, as much as I hate to admit it, you have brought light back to the packs around here. It was dark and hopeless until you came. I’m sorry I was such a jerk.”

“It’s okay. I keep telling everyone I’m no one special. I’m still not sure how to take all of the ‘my lord’ and ‘my alpha’ comments.”

Gabriel burst out laughing. “Don’t sweat it. Just take the compliments. Kain told me what you did for him. From the bottom of my heart, Damien, thank you. You may have saved my life too.”

Before Damien could inquire about what Gabriel meant by yet another cryptic comment, Jill wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

“You seem deep in thought. I saw you talking to Zasha. Do you know who she is?”

Damien nodded, reaching up behind him to touch Jill’s face. “I’m nervous, Jill.”

Jill made her way around the log. Standing above her mate, she held her hands out. “Come. You need comfort. You won’t find it out here with everyone staring.”

Damien got up, letting Jill lead him to their tent.

****

Once inside, Jill led Damien to the bed. “Wait here. I have something Leah wanted me to give you when the time was right. I think now might be the time.”

Jill walked behind the separating curtain Yuna got her as a welcome present to the pack. Her silken body nothing but a solid shape as she got undressed.

“Jill, do you ever wonder what things would have been like if I never