Chapter 173: Silver lining...
Narrator POV
Kragen turned with heavy steps and left the room.
It was as if every step he took, removed something from his non-existent form but this was the right decision. He was a god and not a guide, and gods do not interfere in the lives of their subjects.
As he stepped out of the pack house, he met Lilith, one of the Moon goddess’s aides, waiting for him.
"Seriously?" Kragen scoffed "Did you have to come here? I told her I was going to do it. Why did she send you?"
"To make sure you do it," Lilith replied coldly "What is so fascinating with these werewolves that makes you lose yourself every time? Mother has told you that one day you will get your form, you just need to be patient... what’s the rush?"
"I know you’re jealous of what I have with Selene. She’s a special one and I know I may have done this a thousand and one times...".
"Three thousand and fifteen times, Kragen..." Lilith corrected "Every decade, you try to use these innocent people for your selfish interest, I wonder why she still lets you occupy that position. Gosh! So annoying,".
Kragen clenched his fists as he stared at Lilith refusing to be lured into the anger trap, she was setting for him. "It’s easy to judge when you’re not the one affected. I want to be normal, Lilith. Being in this nebulous ball of nothing depresses me. I want to be free... This has been going on for millions of years... do you people ever wonder how it is for me? This is my chance... and I will seize it whether you want it or not,".
"Shut up, Kragen!" Lilith hissed "The universe doesn’t revolve around you. C’mon, the moon goddess is waiting for us,".
Without waiting for his consent, Lilith reached out for Kragen, balancing him on her wings as they soared into the sky. Kragen tried not to look down as Moon Whisper kept getting smaller with each second. Soon, they arrived at the ethereal heaven and Lilith set him down. Brushing off the worst of the crease on his clothes, he started towards the temple of the Moon goddess herself.
As usual, the place was a madhouse. He could see servants gliding in and out of the temple with scrolls, vases, wands ... anything you could think of. He knew she was always busy, especially at this time when the full moon was around the corner. If she wanted to see him – to take a few minutes from her busy schedule it must mean something.