no rest for the wicked
12-01-2018, 10:55 AM
His eyes widened as he withdrew his head. He stared at her for a long moment before he shook his head, features softening as he scoffed. "The only traitor I find in that story is the bitch that betrayed you and her mate." He took a deep breath and released it in a huff. Her words replayed in his brain a few more times. The concept that traitors couldn't be wolves anymore was preposterous to him. He had been betrayed and he had betrayed. It didn't make him or them any less of wolves.
"We're still wolves, waif." He added as his head turned towards the sky. His eyes narrowed as he looked through the trees to find the sun. He tried to pinpoint its location and distance from the horizon to determine how much more light they had. "You can stay with me, and my name is Valkorion, not sir." His deep crimson eyes returned to the brown wolf that was still sulking. Maybe one day he could install more confidence in her spirit. "Let the darkness sleep"
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