The Legacy of Kilkenny by Devyn Dawson Read Free Book Online

overlooks the pool table.   There was something regal about him, yet something very ordinary.   His light brown hair is longer than most men his age, and a lot shaggier than my dad would ever wear.   I think it is interesting that he is dressed in a work shirt and jeans, and I smell the outdoors on him.   It is obvious he works his own garden and I respect him for it.  
      “Man cave, ha, I guess that’s a good way to describe it.   I like everyone to have a good time, so we need a good place to relax and unwind.”   His authoritative tone doesn’t scare me, well maybe a little.   He spreads his arms out and says, “This room is for everyone. As long as you are part of the Pack, this room is yours too.   And from what Pru’s visions tell us, you are a part of the Pack.   You simply being able to enter a room that has been charmed to keep humans out, means she is on target with you.”
    “Yeah, about that, don’t I need to be a werewolf to be in a Pack?” I ask apprehensively.   I sit back in the stool trying to give the illusion that I’m totally calm and relaxed…I’m not.
    “You are a werewolf silly boy,” he grumbles.
    “So, if I’m a werewolf, how come I don’t turn into a wolf?   I can touch silver; my mom makes me polish our silver every Thanksgiving.   I don’t chase cats and I’m not excessively hairy.”
    “Oh, Lord, Pru has her work cut out for her.   You haven’t changed yet because you haven’t been around the pheromones released by weres .   Not that you won’t change on your own, but those that aren’t around weres all of the time are delayed in their abilities.   Some, actually most that do, will die in their human life and live the rest of their existence as a wolf.   If they aren’t fully trained before their first shift they will be rogue wolves and it is our responsibility to see if they can be rehabilitated enough to live amongst the Pack, and if they are capable of shifting back to their human form.   If they don’t learn how to control it, sadly it is our duty to kill them.”
    I cringe and ask, “You kill your own kind?   That seems a little harsh.”  
    “It might seem harsh to someone that is just learning about our culture, but trust me, you don’t want rogue wolves out there, they are more dangerous to the humans and to anyone that ever wronged them.   Rogues have a tendency to remember anyone that ever pissed them off and they go after them and won’t stop until they mangle them to death.   We don’t thrill kill, not us civilized Pack wolves.   By the way, the silver thing? Mostly myth, we can touch it, but it can’t touch our insides, it will cause a form of blood poisoning that can be treated but it must be done almost immediately.   Don’t always believe what you read in books, or see in movies, and the internet.    Erase everything you have previously thought about werewolves and let Pru and the rest of us teach you the right way,” he takes a sip of his Coke.   “Would you like something to drink?”

Chapter 16.   LESSONS
     

    PRU

    My restless energy was prickling my skin waiting for Abel to come out of the room.   My dad had the room enchanted by Josie so no one could hear the conversations.   It was great during football season, half the Pack was OSU and the other half OU fans, and arguments in mixed company could get out of hand if you’re a wolf.
    The door flew open and my dad stormed out of the room, oh no, was I wrong?   Was my vision wrong and Abel isn’t who we thought he was?
    “Pru, it is time.   The first lesson begins now.”   With that, the conversation was over and I went to check on Abel.
    “What happened?   Are you okay?   What did he say?   Honestly, he never tells us his plans, we just do what he tells us to do.”   I put my arms around him.
    “Ah, I can’t really talk about it,” he said with a wide eyed puppy dog look on his face, forgive the pun.
    “Well, we’ll start your first lesson;