BLOODMOON

Chapter Seven:Destiny Of Silver

The next morning, as Sahil woke up and walked into the kitchen, he was met with a surprising sight. Arvan was busy cooking eggs and had a plate of fluffy pancakes set up on the table, ready to be served.

Sahil couldn't hide his astonishment. He exclaimed, "Arvan, I've never seen you cook by yourself before. Who taught you how to do this?"

Arvan turned to Sahil with a grin, flipping a pancake expertly. "Well, I decided to learn on my own. I thought it was time to pick up a new skill, and cooking seemed like a good place to start. Plus, I wanted to surprise you with breakfast this morning."

Sahil chuckled, impressed by Arvan's determination and culinary skills. "You've certainly surprised me, and it smells delicious."

As they sat down to enjoy the breakfast that Arvan had prepared, the brothers continued their conversation, discussing the changes and new experiences in their lives. The morning was filled with laughter and shared moments, strengthening the bond between them even further.As Arvan and Sahil sat down for breakfast, enjoying the delicious meal Arvan had prepared, Sahil's phone suddenly rang. He reached for it and saw that it was a video call from their mother.

Excitedly, Sahil answered the call and propped the phone up on the table so that Arvan could join in the conversation. Their mother's face appeared on the screen, and her eyes lit up with joy upon seeing her two sons together.

"Hello, my darlings!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with warmth and love. "It's so wonderful to see you both. How's Canada treating you, Sahil?"

Sahil smiled, "Canada has been great, Mom. And I have a surprise for you. Look, I'm with Arvan!"

Arvan waved at the camera with a big grin, and their mother's happiness was palpable. "Arvan, my dear! It's been too long. I've missed you both so much. How's everything going?"

Arvan replied, "We're doing well, Mom. It's been a great reunion. And Sahil's been telling me about the adventures you've been having. How's everything back home?"

Their mother shared stories of their home and the family, and the conversation continued, connecting them across the miles and bringing warmth to their hearts.After finishing their breakfast and the heartwarming video call with their mother, Sahil decided it was time to freshen up. He got up from the table and said, "I'm going to take a shower, Arvan. I'll be quick."

Arvan nodded, "Sure, take your time."

Sahil headed to the bathroom while Arvan settled on the couch, turning on the TV to catch up on the latest news. He watched as the news anchor reported on last night's incidents, his brow furrowing with concern at some of the stories. It was a stark reminder of the challenges they faced in their respective worlds, even as they cherished their moments together.After Sahil finished his shower, it was Arvan's turn. He made his way to the bathroom, closing the door behind him. Before opening the shower faucet, he took a moment to reflect.

Arvan removed his shirt and stood before the mirror. He gazed at his reflection, taking in the features that made him who he was. His short, black, curly hair framed his face, and his hazel eyes reflected a mixture of determination and warmth. His wheatish skin carried the memories of the sun-soaked days of their childhood, and his muscular body bore the physical strength he had developed over the years as a leader and protector of his pack.

As he looked at himself, Arvan's thoughts drifted to the responsibilities he bore and the choices he had made. The reflection in the mirror told a story of resilience and a deep connection to the natural world, a world that was as much a part of him as he was of it.As he stepped into the hot, steaming shower, the memories rushed over him like a tidal wave. The water cascading down his body felt like a baptism, washing away the dirt and sweat of the day, but it couldn't cleanse his conscience.