05-26-2019, 06:19 PM
As predicted Tristan wanted to put an end to their lives. Sierra sighed. "So you would become what you hate in them. A man who kills just because he feels he's been slighted?"
She wanted to trust Tristan, wanted to call him pack, but violence was not the pack way. Defense of one's pack was true. Kill for food. But they did not kill because they wanted to. A rabid wolf was just as dangerous as the man who hunted them. "I won't tell you about them, but I will tell you about the man that killed my brother. He was one of them I suspect. I watched from the shadows as he slight my brother's throat. My mother had called him to exorcise the demon from my brother - but it wasn't a demon and he killed my brother chained to a tree like he was some sort of animal to slaughter. His eyes were cold and dark. He had a Russian accent, but he never offered a name. He bore the mark of a serpent eating his own tail."
She wanted to trust Tristan, wanted to call him pack, but violence was not the pack way. Defense of one's pack was true. Kill for food. But they did not kill because they wanted to. A rabid wolf was just as dangerous as the man who hunted them. "I won't tell you about them, but I will tell you about the man that killed my brother. He was one of them I suspect. I watched from the shadows as he slight my brother's throat. My mother had called him to exorcise the demon from my brother - but it wasn't a demon and he killed my brother chained to a tree like he was some sort of animal to slaughter. His eyes were cold and dark. He had a Russian accent, but he never offered a name. He bore the mark of a serpent eating his own tail."