MY BROTHERS AND I

a mystery. But tame us she did. She taught our wretched hearts to love. To care. The hope of redemption that had a

ittle

m. His hands and feet had transformed into claws and parts of his body was covered in fur. Unable to stand steady on his feet,

od the struggle he was under. My own l

t be lo

ill our humanity. The lucky souls are the ones that pass soon after their beloved has breathed their last. But my broth

ts had finally led us here. Here, in the dead of the night and in

ght of him now. His face contorted in agony as he ripped out a handful of fur from his head. With claws digging into his skull and blood

oint we were

ind. Ears twitching involuntarily, I tried hard to focus but the sh

ing me to look up. The hand under my chin, though feminine, felt r

eft my lips. Even with death at my door, I w

Can you hear me

hard to concentrate. But it felt like I was somewhere und

My own voice sounded foreign to my ears

Her eyes narrowed, carefully scrutinising my haggar

y in frustration. "It looks like

hand on my forehead. Her strong voice carried through the woods, the words, t

iling body. It took a moment to discern reality from the spiralling pit of darkness but the overpowering fog in my hea

and gently took her head onto my lap, staring down at the face of my s

at threatened to suffocate me, I shot at the witch s

cessful? Can

mate, I knew I had to be calm. Witches were unpredictable and dangerous. And Agna was on

mplicate

raid even if she hadn't moved an inch from where she was standing. I had to respect her for that. Between my brothe

at you seek is dangerous. You must understand that something like this has never been done befor

against the Goddess will not end well and the power required to pull a soul that she has cl

es, a hint of nervousness betraying

f can be saved. Your mate still dies tonight an

willingly abandon my Klara to her fate and all because the Moon Goddess wanted to quench her thirst for vengeance. No!

that hateful Goddess. I will not allow it! My mate has done nothing wrong to deserve such an en

to mimic her silence as it remained deathly still, likely in trepi

ne but also the humans. So, I will ask you this again

ith memories of the times we had laughed, kissed, made love and held e

n I look at the witch

es

on my mate's lips and breathed in her

ther once again

ent whisper of promise, forever sealing the fate