I reel back from the old man, my mouth opening and shutting as I try to make sound. Caden comes to my aid, leaning on the desk beside me, frowning at the man.
‘So it’s not the wolf spirit who can be led down the wrong path?’ he confirms.
The old man shakes his head, ‘of course not’ he rumbles, ‘the guides are created by the Gods, sent to us to help us when we need them. But just like all nature, the spirits have defensive abilities and the wolf will poison your soul if you try to use him when he was not meant for you.’
‘So what happens to these people who try to steal a spirit animal for their own gain?’ the Alpha asks.
The old man sighs, rolling his shoulders with a wince, ‘these are just stories’ he grumbles, ‘my grandfather believed in them as did his father, and his father before t
