Blood moon

Chapter 88. Fine-featured

Hunter Halland was in bed with his girl, he felt very peaceful. Then my wolf was restless, as if something bad was about to happen, all day I had that feeling that there was something bad going on, I had the feeling in my tight chest that something big was about to happen.

I walked around the house with that bad feeling, my stomach was clenched and I couldn't eat. The tingling sensation on his skin, made everything upside down, so he thought about going out to get some fresh air, he went in the direction of the forest, feeling the breeze against his skin, listening to the leaves falling from the trees, the familiar sounds enveloped him, making his heart feel more complete.

—You are not alone...— the forest whispered to him, a thin female voice.

The young werewolf couldn't identify where it came from, he turned in all directions to find her, but even with his senses activated he couldn't identify where she had come from. His wolf seemed to recognise her, then the thought of her being the goddess Selene crossed his mind, in case it was that way, he should kneel down to admire her.

—Are you a goddess?— he mentally reprimanded himself for being so direct, he should have kept silent, because that wasn't the point. He was being too direct.

—No, I'm not her— the voice replied.

He felt that something in her had changed, even though he couldn't see it, he had the feeling that the voice had become a little more serious after that question.

—I'm sorry for confusing you, it's just that I can't see you— the werewolf commented trying to find her, then his instincts told him to move to the left side.

The wolf took a couple of steps in that direction even though he hadn't heard anything in that direction.

—It makes me sad wolf, that you can't recognize me— then the feeling of familiarity grew in Hunter's heart, he didn't recognize that voice from any woman in his life, but it seemed his wolf did.

It was said that werewolves died, but wolf spirits never did. So it could be that her wolf knew her, perhaps in a previous life, there was a lot of talk, especially from the elders of the process the wolf went through to choose its next body, they were more spirit guides, especially in these circumstances like Hunter was living in.

There was also talk of the spirits of the forest, ones that could be seen in the wolf state, the animals were sensitive to any change of dimension and could see things that humans never dreamed of conminar, now was their chance to change, he thought to himself, perhaps that spirit wanted to make contact with his wolf for a reason, and this feeling of lack of air in the chest was to find it, perhaps it was a frustrated love or had been brothers.

It is said that the brotherhood between wolves is born of an affinity that cannot be measured in words, something humans cannot even dream of having.

—I'm sorry I can't recognise you spirit, but I think you're addressing the wolf that lives in my body, he can feel it and he drew me to you, but he can't communicate with you, so you'll have to do it through me— that seemed to surprise the woman, because she remained completely silent for what seemed like an eternity.

—You're right human, you're not what I was expecting— then this time he was able to hear a few feet away from him the sound of something brushing against the grass, but he didn't dare move so she wouldn't freak out —You're the vessel for the wolf I've been looking for, I bet you don't know his name.

Hunter thought about it for a moment.

—Varulv.

The woman let out a pleasant laugh, it was as if it was something wonderful, as if the sky had come down a little to the earth they inhabited, it was clear that the woman was from a completely different plane, he was impressed by how sweet she sounded.

—You couldn't be more wrong, human. Her name is Conall, she has been noted for always being loyal and honourable, unlike what you've been doing with her soul— Hunter felt he was crossing a line, and I didn't like the way she was addressing him.

Sensing that he was being judged by the woman, he turned around, this time he could see her. Like the Goddess Selene, her feet were not visible, she seemed to be floating in the air, but he could see that her dressing gown, the one that covered her almost completely was white, almost translucent, and gave him the impression that she was not wearing anything underneath it.

—What are you— the werewolf asked.

The woman gave him a smile.

—You're not as respectful to me as you are to my sister— that made him think that maybe it was another deity, but among the werewolves there was no comment on that —I know, I know there are no stories about me, there's no point in you knowing who I am, but your wolf, he knows me very well.

A low growl came from his chest, the woman was right.

—I'm sorry DIosa, I didn't mean to offend you, but it's strange, the feeling I have in my chest right now— the woman understood what the human was referring to, it was obvious he wasn't prepared for what he was seeing, she felt sad that he had lost real communication with his wolf.

—It's because you don't talk to your wolf, he is warning about the dangers that are approaching— answered the woman, floating in the direction of the werewolf, who tried not to move a single muscle and to be patient, because he didn't want to be punished, he was deeply afraid of having the same fate that his father and brother had had, because of arrogance. Although he felt threatened by an unknown power, he did not want to make her feel bad and sad.

—Excuse me ma'am, but I don't understand what you mean— he tried to make his tone as respectful as possible.

—When a wolf occupies the body of a human, a connection is born between the two, wolves are old and wise spirits, they were created to accompany humans, they are a blessing that my brother gave them, but they have to ask for it, they have their own voice and advice, but I guess that with the new generations, that communication has been lost— the woman's voice was quite calm, her eyes and fine features, made her look like an angel.

Hunter was surprised at what she was saying to him.

—I didn't know, I will as soon as I can.

The goddess looked at him knowing he would try, it was strange that he was so understanding of her.

—Hunter Halland your wolf is warning of something that is happening or will happen soon, you know animals are very sensitive to that, that's the uneasy feeling you have— that made him feel different and strange, he didn't understand what was going on.

—Excuse me, I don't understand what you are saying.

—You have an enemy, a close one a few doors away, the pack has been getting intimate with them and it will bring blood upon them— there was a sound of laughter —my sister thinks playing with you is fun, I think maybe she is letting this happen so you know who to honour, because you have stopped worshipping her.

—We've been changing all that, she wants a change in the leadership of the pack.

—Sure, your father is a complete i***t, that's why his wolf was removed, so much power came to corrupt him especially in that body, because wolves manignify these feelings, but that's not the point, I'm warning that there will be a slaughter— he seemed to look over his shoulder as if something was approaching —Better said it's already started, you should go protect your wife, because that baby is the key to everything Hunter.

Hunter had a bad feeling, he began to think that this fine-featured woman was nothing more than a deception, if something bad was about to happen she knew more than she was telling him.