Chapter 143 Chapter

They have to keep their options open; it's all about survival of the clan. Of course, none of them would have ever been as strong as Brandon is now, he is Vánagandr after all. He's always been Vánagandr, he's just been fighting it all these years." "I don't even understand what Vánagandr means?" I said. "Forgive me," Garrick explained. "Vánagandr is a tale from old Norse mythology. Also known as Fenrir, the Vánagandr was the son of the Norse god Loki. The gods feared the wolf. Prophecies foretold that he would grow to a monstrous size and that he would become a great threat to the gods, so they bound him, in the hope they could enslave Vanadangr but instead he managed to bite off the hand of the god Tŷr. Anyway, Varúlfur legend foretold of a similar beast, their own Vánagandr, who would rise up and take charge of all the clans, uniting them into one army, with him at the helm of it all. And it looks very much as if Brandon has embraced his destiny." He stopped, staring at me very inten