knife
aside without resistance.
The Wolf’s eyes opened slowly,
revealing cold, light eyes that were full of pain and anger. He
stared directly at Kiana and his eyes widened slightly.
He
knows who I am . “Can you
talk?”
He
did not respond. Kiana wasn’t even sure that he could respond.
She reached out a hand but hesitated, unable to actually touch him.
His mouth twisted into a faint grimace.
She looked up and stared at Nidan.
“Please? Please heal him.”
“ Even though he’s
a Wolf?”
Kiana dipped her gaze and looked
the Wolf in the eyes again. His stare dared her to kill him.
“Yes.”
“ Why?”
“ Because it’s wrong to leave him in pain. And Pios teaches us
that all human life is sacred. Even if he is a Wolf, he’s still
human.”
Nidan rubbed his face with his
hands. “He would kill us without hesitation.”
Did
he really think she didn’t know that? Fresh tears welled in Kiana’s
eyes. “I don’t want anyone else to die because of me.” She drew in
a deep breath. “As a Guardian, you have the power to heal him. As a
Guardian, you must do as I say and I am ordering you to save
him.” Despite the stern words, she could feel herself
trembling.
Nidan looked from her to the Wolf
and then back again. “You’re so naïve.” He shook his head,
muttering something under his breath. “Keep watch. If you hear or
see anything, I stop and we run, understand? Nothing is more
important than keeping you safe.”
Kiana nodded and stood. Water had
seeped into her clothes, and the woollen cloth clung to her legs,
making them feel heavy and cumbersome. She watched as Nidan laid
his dagger within reach but away from the injured Wolf. Then he
placed both hands over the Wolf’s chest and closed his eyes.
At first nothing seemed to happen.
Kiana did her best to keep watch. She glanced up and down the bank
and tried to gaze into the forest, listening to the distant sounds
of fighting; it sounded more like swords clanging in the practise
yard than a heated battle. The trees that Kiana had longed to see
seemed to be working against her, as their deep shadows provided a
multitude of hiding places for the Wolves that wanted her dead. She
couldn’t see or hear the birds that woke her every morning with
their song. Every living animal in the forest seemed to be hiding
from the destructive force of the Wolves. Kiana wished she could
join them.
She
kept finding her gaze drifting back to Nidan and the Wolf. Nidan’s
brow was furrowed and his fingertips were twitching. Kiana laced
her fingers together and glanced around again. Now that she was
further away from the Wolf, her stomach was no longer churning at
the sight and smell. She heard the sound of a twig snapping behind
her and spun round. An animal? A man? She held her breath and
stared. I should tell
Nidan .
Kiana turned back to face Nidan.
His face had become slack, peaceful, and all the tension had
drained from his shoulders.
There was no more sound from the
forest. It had to have been an animal. Ducarius had told her that
there were deer in the forest; his books had contained drawings of
the timid animals.
Suddenly, Nidan looked up. “He’s
one of their cursed mages.”
She looked at the Wolf. His eyes
were still open, staring and unreadable. “How do you know
that?”
Nidan twisted so that he could look at her. “The damage
started inside him. That’s the cost of their repulsive
magic. Use too much and it kills them.” His mouth curled into a
snarl. “I should have known.”
“ How could
you?”
Nidan gestured to the Wolf. “He’s
not carrying any weapons.”
Kiana’s brow puckered in thought. The Wolf’s weapons could
have been swept away by the river. However, if Nidan said the Wolf
could cast magic, she believed him. A mage had killed Marcas.
Countless other Guardians had burst into flames. I should hate him. I should want him
dead.
“ Can you save
him?”
Nidan shrugged. “If the damage is
too great, no amount of healing