Finding Your Balance

He smacked the boy's paw away, though the anger was dimmer this time. “Leave your platitudes, I don’t want a ghost. I want my Wife ” he was a ‘believe what you can touch’ sort of wolf. He and Zee both had sniffed in disdain at the Abraxas wolves who thought themselves Gods.

Pain sharpened his tongue, and though he did not wish to aliante the boy, his words cut Sirius as sharply as a knife. He needed him to stop “I mean men that have slaughtered their way through fields, killing innocents and warriors alike. Men that took the lives of slaves just because they frowned at their masters. Men that tortured on command, and fought those that rose against their overlords. You have seen but a drop in the ocean of who I am and what my life is. I chose to become a better person for the sake of her but I have kidnapped, killed, and hurt more than I care to remember. You think I’m the hero of the story, but I have spent more of my life as the villain.” He drew himself up “You’ve seen glimpses of the man I have been and time has not tempered me as much as others might like.”

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