Chapter 33: I am Vidar

He had listened carefully when Minerva explained to him about the men, the hunters. How dangerous they could be and how he should stay back and let her handle this.

His instinct immediately opposed him but he didn’t let it out. He decided to let Minerva handle this situation. He wanted to see how this ‘Magic’ worked. So, he would intervene only if Minerva’s life was at risk. And he also needed to see how his Omega performed her duties in this kind of situation.

When they approached the site, he kept his senses focused on his surroundings. There was no memory of him being stuck in this kind of situation in past. It was the first time he was facing this kind of enemy. Minerva started to walk toward the building but suddenly she was convulsing in pain and fell to the ground. The same thing happened to the Demoness.

He felt unrest deep within his chest, his breathing was quick. He let his instinct take over his body, which started to rush toward the three men that were standing beside the unconscious Minerva.

Even he was surprised by the way his instinct was guiding his body. He knew his body was a lot ‘stronger’ than normal ‘human’, but he was throwing people around and using them as a shield.

Within a moment he had taken down all three hunters, and he threw the dead bodies toward the building to get rid of the snipers.

When he saw a huge vehicle came out of the building and rush at him. It was his instincts who told him how to handle that attack, how he could survive the impact.

While it felt impossible to his logical side, he knew he could trust his instinct, which he did, and the very next moment the building was burning because of a huge blast.

He was near Minerva when his instinct told him about the upcoming attack. He turned around to see a man firing some kind of weapon toward him.

He twisted his body around and covered Minerva, using his body as a shield.

“Yours.”

The confession he heard from Minerva ... he knew what it meant. While he felt pain in his back, he knew he wasn’t dead. Minerva’s worried face was the last thing he saw before he lost consciousness. Again the color pattern repeated itself and he was back on his side of the forest, in the stream water.

While he had the joy of gaining a mate and protecting her, his tiny body was too weak to move.

He fell asleep in the stream. He woke up after a deep sleep and walked out of the stream, but something wasn’t feeling right. He looked into the stream water and got the shock of his life time.

He was big; not as big as the wolf he had seen in that memory, but bigger than his first tiny body.

His sleep was broken when he heard a voice; it was the voice of Erik. He would hear this voice whenever this Erik would let his mind run wild and if he was touching the stream water.

The voice he heard was about Minerva and how she left the town. He pushed all his strength inside the stream to see what was happening out there. He saw his hands holding a letter. He knew what that letter meant; his seeing through the memory allowed him to know how to read.

ANGER!

He felt tremendous anger, deep within his very being. The stream water started to evaporate. His fur turned so bright red, it looked like they were on fire. He rushed out of the stream and decided to cross the stream and find his mate.

He jumped over the stream only to be stopped by the same invisible wall in the middle of his jump. He fell into the stream water; he tried again and again but there was no success.

After trying for many times, his tired body fell on the forest floor; it was that time when he saw him again standing on the opposite side of the stream. It was him who was stopping him from going out and taking his mate, and the fury returned. He gathered all his strength and ran toward the stream to attack him but he failed again.

He wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but he kept waiting for those cracks to happen so he could cross the stream and go out of there. Suddenly, he felt some kind of weird strength entering his body. He saw a weird sight on the opposite side which had light shining on the forest starting to lose its brightness.

He also saw some light entering his side of the forest from an unknown source. It was still dark as night but there was a lot of light. The light was quite similar to the moonlight

He remembered the werewolf theory. His hope of going out was as high as possible. The light in his side of the forest became so bright that he couldn’t keep his eyes open when he opened his eyes again. He was lying on his back on the backside of his house in his body.

Joy washed over him he looked at the full moon shining in the sky. That emotion changed into anger when he remembered Minerva. He rushed toward her house; from the memories he knew where it was. He was running through shadows like a predator.