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Sleepless - Part 24c/?

(Anonymous) 2013-07-22 01:53 pm (UTC)(link)
As Vilkas and Ariella made sure the five silver hand were all dead Vilkas’ mind was over working.

He kept thinking about how lucky that situation had turned out. If Ariella hadn’t been able to take down those Silver Hand Vilkas didn’t know what would have happened. If she had died or been hurt he wouldn’t have forgiven himself. Yet if he turned he didn’t know what would have happened.

He would probably have injured or killed her himself. Even if he didn’t she would have been terrified of him and probably wouldn’t want to speak to him. Vilkas didn’t know what was worse.

He wished he had more control over his wolf form, like the others seemed to have. One of the main reasons he refused to change was due to the unpredictable nature his wolf had.

He didn’t control what happened when he turned and when he changed back he couldn’t remember everything. All he knew was that the last time he did change he hurt and killed a lot of people; innocent people, even a few children.

The obscure memories made Vilkas’ gut churn.

That had been years ago now but the guilt was still there, always there.

He glanced at Ariella who was struggling with pulling her sword out from a body. Vilkas was just reminded of how helpless she’d be against his wolf.

“Here.” He pulled to sword out and handed it to her.

“Thanks.” She said and Vilkas returned to his task. He wanted to appreciate that nothing bad did happen to her but his dark thoughts were hard to pull away from.