Blood Brothers
246 Words
She pointed toward the woods.
“That psycho called you ‘old friend.’”
Kael rubbed the back of his neck.
“Yeah.”
“And?”
“And what?”
“And start explaining.”
Kael hesitated longer this time.
Then finally spoke.
“Vargan and I grew up in the same pack.”
Aria blinked.
“Wait.”
She pointed between them.
“You mean you were… friends?”
Kael gave a humorless laugh.
“We were more like brothers.”
That wasn’t the answer she expected.
“What happened?”
Kael stared up at the moon for a long moment.
“When we were young, the packs were different. Wolves fought each other sometimes, but humans weren’t the enemy.”
“So what changed?”
“Vargan.”
Kael’s voice grew darker.
“He always believed wolves were meant to rule.”
Aria frowned.
“Rule what?”
“Everything.”
He looked back at her.
“He believed humans were weak. That wolves had been hiding for centuries instead of taking what should be ours.”
“Sounds like a charming guy.”
Kael continued.
“When our Alpha died, the pack had to choose a new leader.”
Aria’s eyes widened slightly.
“You and Vargan.”
Kael nodded.
“We were the strongest.”
“So who won?”
Kael didn’t answer immediately.
Instead he looked down at the scar across his ribs.
“You’re looking at the loser.”
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