Athens

A Word

Ok, let me hit the pause button here and have a word about the all too sexy Shaman. I think he needs a chapter about some of the things I have learned about his predicament.

This chapter after recent comments were directed at Shaman. I will give you what backstory I know about him and why his life is the way it is from my perspective.

Shaman has been around for about as long as the Gods and Goddesses. He can connect to any wolf at any time. From what I gathered he was one of the first Lyican wolves created. He had a mate but whoever she was it was forbidden. He was left to wander and help forever. He became the protector of the Ancient land And the surrounding castles. Original and royal Lyicans can live thousands of years. He does the bidding of the two Goddesses that have the strongest connection to wolves. Leto and the Moon goddess Selene. Both of the magical beings like sisters who require his service from time to time. Above all things is the service to the wolves here on Earth. He tends to the needs that are blessed and those that need help. He cannot die not can he be with his mate. His penance for having messed up in his youth when wolves and people were still new to the world.

His service will be over when the last wolf stops breathing. For the rest of the time, he must be at the beck and call of all the ones the Goddesses want to bless. His biggest service to Leto, having helped bring the royal line back to its glory.

I have asked him if he wishes for death several times, each time he has said no. Each time he has said that this was brought on by himself alone. I am not too clear on why or how but Shaman seems to believe at some point he will have his mate back.

I in turn decided to be his friend. Of which it did not seem like he had none. The more I talked with him the more I began to understand the world and why it was going the way it was. This was a constantly changing cycle, meaning people had to adjust to new and different things.

"Humans are to be judged with what they do just in this Earthly plane. Other planes have different events similar but yet different. This is where we see what happens. Test theories and adjust as needed." Shaman offered to me.

"So why are we here?" I remember asking.

"We are here to steady the timeline as needed. Like a band-aide that adjusts to varying needs. We keep this timeline on a track like guardians" It seemed he enjoyed this portion.

"Will there be others like us?" My curiosity getting the best of me.

"I am sure there may be some. Dragons were the first until they hid." He smirked. "Couldn't hide their awesomeness as they should have. Velito sure didn't help either. He favored killing them so he could use their blood for his wife." His tone had sadness in it.

"How many dragons are left?" I had questions bubbling up.

"Ony two left." Shaman looked away. "I was told there is a plan for that too." He shrugged.

"There will be more dragons?" I couldn't stop now.

"Oh yes, but the way in the future, and they will be smarter and better adapted at hiding than before." He grinned.

"Will we get to see them?" I had my question vomit not stopping.

"Of course, your existence is similar to mine, pay your penance and eventually be rewarded." He sighed looking up at the setting sun "I think mine will be longer than yours." His sigh upset me but I didn't remark on it. "The moon will be at her most beautiful tonight would you like to run the woods with me?" He purred looking to the East as the silver glowing orb was meeting his gaze in a welcome home.

I always assumed the loving gaze was because she was the deity that he loved the most. He loved her a lot, so much so I found later that she was his mate.

"Selene is the daughter of titans. She is beautiful, I was mated to her until a woman came and enchanted me. I took that woman to bed as well. Selene found out cursed me to be her slave forever, then because of the bond Selene left this plane of existence and moved to the stars. Now she and her sister, Leto, watch me day and night. Seeing if I will stray again." He held his head in his hands, "the magic wore off and I realized how bad I screwed up. I now work every day and night to amend that mistake." He stared up at the Moon's glow, "I promise my love I will make you believe me. I will do your tasks but know I will win you back in the end." I watched a tear slip down his cheek as he added, "I will have you in my arms once again." Shaman stood, bowing deeply and blowing her a kiss before he took off into the night running through the trees

My heart was broken, as it was hurt for him. I would be his friend as long as I was around. How much would they make him grovel? I was glad I was gay.

Ok, I am going to hit the play button on my story and get us back into the crazy I had to deal with. I would always be friends with Shaman, he was powerful, long-lived, and very knowledgeable. It didn't hurt that he was sexy as hell to look at. Yeah, Yeah, I know a guy could wish though right? Who wouldn't want a dark-haired yum yum with brooding issues seeing you naked and hoping he liked to spank? I am bad, I know it, but you guys like it or you wouldn't keep reading. Hehe.