"Fenrir," Leif stated knowingly, smirking at me with a hint of ancient wisdom. "You house your god inside of you as his vessel. You are Fenrir's guard and his keeper in this realm. It was never the line that your people followed blindly. They followed the wolf god himself, who attaches to the soul of the purest of his original bloodline without fail."
"Correct, but Fenrir isn't always with me constantly. He goes to those who need him most and those who are lost so that he may lead them here, to his pack for safety. It was at a time when he'd gone to aid others that I suffered the worst of my father's abuse without his direct presence. When my daughter is of age, and I have grown too old to protect the pack effectively, he will leave me to go with her as the next guardian. My line is bless
