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

came back here? Maybe you all would be able to still be at peace if I didn’t show up.” Damien still couldn’t shake the feeling that he could have been a key factor in all of the death and chaos.

Resting his elbows on his knees, he leaned forward, his hands clenched together in front of him. What if all of this is because of me? If I hadn’t come back, maybe Gabriel would still have his gym. Kain wouldn’t have been hurt and Chase would probably still be alive. What if all of this is my fault?

The shadow above him brought his attention to Jill. She wore a silken blue dress so light it almost looked white. The thin material did little to hide her slender form, hugging the curves of her body.

Damien’s mouth about fell open. “Jill. You look so beautiful. This is the first time I’ve seen you in a dress.”

Jill blushed, playing with her dark hair, pulling it to one side. “Yeah, I know. Leah said the same thing. She made it herself.”

“I’ll have to remember to thank her.” Damien pulled Jill close to him, his hands savoring her porcelain skin.

“Damien, may I come in?” Kain’s voice echoed on the other side of the door.

Damien cursed under his breath. “Yeah, just a sec.” He kissed Jill. “We’ll continue this later. I’m going to need it.”

Jill smiled, petting his face. “As am I.”

****

Kain led Damien to his tent. “Forgive my intrusion on your time with Jillian. I wanted to tell you one last thing before the fight. Holt nearly mentioned it in the meeting but I stopped him because it wasn’t the time or the place.”

“What is it?” Damien replied, curious.

“The dark secret of the vampire noble. As it is with us, the vampire nobles and high class have the ability to change into more powerful forms. Unlike lycans however, they only have a single transformation. I have only seen it once in my many years but it is very formidable.”

Kain pulled a box out from under a pile of old books and blankets. It was covered in dust as though Kain had been trying to bury the memory.

Laying it down before Damien, he opened it, revealing what looked like a talon.

“Kain, what is this?” Damien took it in his hands, carefully examining the detail.

“It was pulled out of my father’s side. When he returned, his body was dripping blood, his side ripped open,” Kain lowered his head. “Damien, he was in his full lycan form. Whatever left this has power. I want you to be very, very careful. Lilith most likely has the power to become the monster much like the one that left this talon.”

Damien’s breath stalled in his lungs. From what he learned about their history, Pentacost Kain was one of strongest lycan soldiers in the war.

To hear he was torn apart so badly in full lycan form by something that Lilith could possibly become sucked any hope Damien had of having a chance against her out of him.

“Kain, I can’t fight her. What if I’m not strong enough.” Damien raced in his chest as fear fought to take hold of him.

Kain took the talon, placing it back in the box. “Damien, you are more than strong enough. Lilith is inexperienced and most likely whatever it was that took down my father was much more powerful. I just wanted you to be aware of her ability. I will be by your side against her. Gabriel and I have already talked about it. Holt, Yuna, Galeck and Lune agree it’s the best course of action. Just be ready.”

Damien nodded, his words freezing in his throat.

“Good. The moon rises. I must hunt with Gabriel and Lune. Damien, if you need to, you may stay here tonight. I know Jillian does not yet understand how strong your bond with the gods is. It may help to be in the company of someone that does. For now, though, I believe I interrupted something between the two of you. Hell hath no fury and all that.” Kain walked out chuckling.

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Jill rested her cheek against the warmth of Damien’s shoulder blade, her hips fitting comfortably in the grooves of his lower back.

“Damien, you’ve been silent since you came back from your visit with Kain. Is something bothering you?”

Damien couldn’t respond. His mind was plagued with doubt and chaos as he tried to find peace.

Even Jill’s warm, silken body against his back hadn’t helped ease the strain he was under.

He thought about much pain Pentacost must have been in from his wounds. How Kain must have felt seeing his father so torn apart. It must have devastated him.

“Damien. Please, let me in. What’s troubling you?” Jill ran her hand up her mate’s shoulder blade, down his arm. The tension in his muscles both concerned and stirred a sense of desire in her.

“I’m not sure what I’m doing anymore. Kain told me the nobles can transform too. I still can’t become my full lycan form. I’ve tried but I can’t seem to figure it out.”

Jill moved to sit beside him, rubbing the tense muscles of his back. “Damien, you have to let go of doubt. Remember? In order to become a true lycan, you must banish regret. Its power cannot be used for revenge, even against vampires.”

“I thought that was to prevent someone from becoming a werewolf.”

“It carries into the change. If you’re heart’s intention is to take revenge or you have doubt or regret, you can never become a true lycan.”

Damien got up from the bed. He needed some time to spend with a certain god and he knew exactly where to go. The Circle of Stones.

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The following morning was the eve of the final battle. Holt was speaking with Kain, Gabriel, Galeck and Yuna