Caelum looked at her confused obviously but he took it however without questions as his determination at the moment strived above all the questions he might ever have. His hands were quite unsettled but as he nocked the arrow obviously nervous and the fact he had never used a bow like this one before. She came to stand behind him and asked him to steady up. When he tried positioning his arms, she showed him how to so he does not get hurt by the very rage of the arrow he might intend for his enemy. Following her instructions, Caelum positioned his arms and steadied his aim looking serious as he did so. He was scared and worried about his family. She then spoke behind him on if he was waiting for his enemy to strike the very first blow before he let's go of the arrow. Caelum instantly began to regain his focus and composure. He recalled the happy smiles of his family especially of Mara who he was not even able to see her body. The gods alone knows what those barbarians must have done to

The both of them did not come outside all day as they remained inside obviously studying themselves. Silas had passed the door area once and could guess what was happening behind those closed doors easily. To think that a few days ago, he was telling his brother to prepare to accept his Luna and Sebastian had haughtily said nothing of the such would happen. He wished he had put him to bet of something really useful so it would have benefitted him even more but however, he was happy. Happy his lonesome brother finally had found a mate.He knew Sebastian would keep denying it should he ask or speak about it but he had seen him several times without number brooding especially whenever he encounters scenes involving public display of affection. Mara was perfect for him. Although the two did had a lot of quarrels, they seemed to be made for each other. There was absolutely no other way to quantify what was going on between the both of them. Sebastian would certainly need Mara to serve as h

"Prove it." Helsinger had said, looking down at him and then away again like he had not just spoken.Caelum did not know how he would prove to the man that he meant what he was saying. He thought about it for a while and then a crazy idea crossed his mind. He still could not believe that he had thought about it and then done it. He removed his upper garment and then started losing his bandages before wrenching them away from him causing the healing part to start bleeding steadily. He did not touch it nor did he care about it as he knelt there in so much pain. Helsinger turned to stare at him approvingly and then told him that he had shown himself worthy of being given a chance at being a little part of them. The man had not asked him to rise, so Caelum remained where he was, and neither was he asking him up as he began speaking to him about what true strength was all about. The ability to feel pain and grow to it without bringing oneself down. It was until one could understand that

Caelum was still surprised at what happened, but there were no whispers. He felt the strong admiration with which the others looked at him. He had proven himself and then turned to look in Helsinger's way. His gaze first fell on the lady. She still was not smiling at him but was not frowning this time or looking at him like he was a lost sheep in their midst. It gave him the satisfaction that she did not see him as a failure or unworthy person. Perhaps she might accept him yet in their ranks. Suddenly, there was clapping, and Helsinger called him to stand in front of him. Caelum went over to him and then presented his sword back, but the man smiled."No. She's yours now. She made your first kill." he said to Caelum."Oh, thank you so much, sir." the latter greeted, and as he bowed, he saw where the claws had hurt him from. He was not worried about it, nor did he feel any pain. Instead, he let it sink into him that it was something he had to get through if he was going to become a bra

She knew well enough how she had made him that promise to be calm, but his following words caused her to sit up, instantly breaking the promise as soon as it had been made.It was not her intention to do so, but Tristan left her no choice with what he said next.Any woman in their right frame would have done just the same; it was way worse than what she thought she might have done that would cause such quietness.She had no idea that whatever it was about her had escalated to that point."I went to see a witch," he said"A what?" Mara had asked, sitting up"You promised," he said"Didn't promise to act human." she chipped in"Still the same," he said, reaching for her hand, which she moved away from his reach.If she found something about him disturbing, she could have just told him about her, but he did not trust her.How on earth would he take her to a witch to discuss whatever was about her?No, he had gone too far, which was unacceptable to her.Mara's thoughts flew to a default d