Wolf of Stone novel Chapter 25

"It's alright. I perfectly understand, that's a great idea. It saves us the trouble of explaining everything."

I glanced back at the book I just gave up on, "I'm going to look for another book."

Axil pushed his book aside and leaned into the table, crossing his arms on the surface, "before you do that... I've been curious."

I looked back at him curiously. What was it that he wanted to ask now?

"How much do you know about werewolves?"

"Oh," I muttered, surprised at his question. I thought he would have asked me to elaborate on what I said to him yesterday.

"I know a few things. I know that your kind were created because of a curse that the moon goddess, Lilith, placed on your great great great beyond great ancestor who was human. At first, werewolves were only allowed to turn on the full moon and their senses would be completely gone, leaving them primal and dangerous to everything around them. As the years passed by however, werewolves began to evolve as they bred pups after pups. You guys managed to control your thirst for blood as you started to freely shift into your wolf whenever you wished, however, a full moon was still a difficult time for your kind."

"Although you could freely choose when you wanted to shift, the full moon still managed to bring out that primal part of you. So even if you were strong enough to remain in your human form, you'd still be a threat if provoked."

"Your weakness is the plant known as Wolfbane and you're unnaturally strong. You have great senses and your life span lasts hundreds of years. There are a few rare cases where werewolves have gained other abilities as well, such as manipulation over the elements or telekinetic abilities. This is because of Lilith's powers that have managed to make an imprint on your soul."

"Ummm, your kind is extremely loyal to those who you've bonded to, and you keep to yourself unless provoked. Hmm, there is this story that says that years after the curse was placed, Lilith took pity on the descendants of the first werewolves because they were suffering for things that their ancestors did, so she gave them a gift. The gift of soulmates. She assigned each and every one of her creations, werewolves, with the chance at happiness by entwining their souls with a special someone. That's all I know of your kind."

I looked up at Axil to find him staring at me in surprise.

I self-consciously glanced behind me then back at him, "what?"

Axil chuckled, "you know a lot about my kind. Your information is very valid."

I shrugged, "my mother used to tell me stories about all of the different creatures that were out there. Even though I was young at the time, the words just stuck to me, and I've never forgotten."

"Your human mother?" He cautiously asked.

I silently sighed and glanced down at the book in front of me, my heart clenching sadly, "we both know that I'm talking about my actual mother. Liza and my foster parents knew nothing of my past or the supernatural."

Why would he ask me that?

I furrowed my brows in confusion but answered nonetheless, "I'm a bit conflicted on that particular topic to be honest. I love the thought of two souls coming together as one and living happily ever after without the conflict of cheating, dishonesty, and selfishness but on the other hand, in the world we live in, that ideal is so unrealistic and fake. The idea of forcefully liking someone because someone says so doesn't sit well with me either. You should be able to choose who you love and want to be with. That kind of freedom is a must."

Axil's face darkened in contemplation as he took in my response.

I got up out of my seat and grabbed the book, only for him to quickly grab a hold of my hand, startling the hell out of me.

I gasped as my heart skipped a beat.

"W..what are you doing?"

Axil looked up at me with his deep light brown eyes and asked, "what if I were to tell you that you're my mate?"

I opened my mouth in surprise then closed it, pretty sure that my eyes had grown twice the size they were before.