Login via

The Mighty She-wolf of King novel Chapter 49

"Ah, the gray wolf," the white hair male said, "such rare fur among our kind. It is said that the gray wolf was the closest we were to get to the moon goddess as well as the most powerful among our kind. Since the white wolf is extinct. Until now."

Blake growled at the male and charged for him. In a split second, she was there, she had jumped in the air and the next she was gone. With a swing of his hand, he hit her and she was thrown across the clearing.

"You're so eager to die, I see," the male laughs. Eric charged for the male but was stopped by the rogues that now circled around him. "Tell me Blake of the Black Water Pack. How does it feel to know that everything you worked for, everything you prepared for will all be for nothing," the male called out. Blake was already on her feet, running toward the male but he only dodged her attack. "You should know I am only doing this because this is my role, Blake. There are greater things a stake here. I've come for the white wolf Blake. Give the girl to me and I will let you live. She's the only one who can save us all."

Eric could see that Blake wasn't going to back down. Every time she got up she charged back at him but he dodged her every move and when he was having enough of it he hit her again. Eric was fuming while he made his way to them but the rogues around him stopped him. One by one they attacked him and eventually a few got the better of him and jumped on him. Taking a bite at his legs and torso. He growled in pain until he felt the weight on his back lessen.

It was Blake. She attacked the rogues, she bites down on a rogue neck who was on his back and jerked her head, snapping the rogue's neck. She then pulled away from the dead body, slowly, watching her surroundings for the next attacker but the rogues pulled back.

She was covered in blood, there was nearly nothing left of her grey fur. Stepping away from the body she stumbled a bit. She was losing to much blood and she knew that. She didn't know how much she could go on but she knew this had to end soon. It was to kill Quillon or die knowing that the rogues could breakthrough.

"Give us the white wolf, Blake. I know who she is and I know she is the key. She is our future."

Blake didn't know what the hell he was talking about. There was no white wolf in the Pack. Even among Eric's Pack, there was no white wolf.

"Remember I am not the enemy. I'm trying to protect us. Give us the girl. We can teach her how to use her power. I can make her stronger."

Blake didn't understand him and there was no hell she was letting him through.

With a sigh, "We could have prevented this if you had just given me the girl. The Hunter is here," he whispered turning his head towards the east. The sound of a gun could be heard miles away. It was so soft you could barely hear it if you were not careful. And the blast of the bullet leaving the gun. "Goodbye, Blake," Quillon muttered.

She almost didn't hear him when she ran, shielding Eric from the silver bullet the lodged itself into her chest.

"Right on time as always," Quillon lazily said with a sigh, "our time is up. Time to fall back."

Blake watched as Quillon and his men escape into the forest as two large hands took a hold of her.

"I'm sorry. There is nothing we can do."

"There has to be something! You didn't do enough. Save her!"

"I'm sorry. All we can do is wait. Be with her, your Majesty. "

Eric was shacking where he sat. His large handheld onto her small one as he watched her sleeping face. It had all happened to fast. One minute they were fighting, then next he watched the rogues leave, and he was running back to the pack Doctor to save his mate.

He wasn't quite sure what had happened, but all he knew was that she saved him. She took a silver bullet for him and now... he squeezed her hand. Praying to the moon goddess that she would give his mate a new life. One where she wouldn't be hurt. One where they could be together in peace.

"Blake, my sweet, don't leave me. Please. I love you," he whispered running his other hand over her hair. "My Moon Goddess protect you in this and the next." He brought her hand up to his lips and placed a kiss on it.

"Blake!" Eric could hear a storm of people coming towards the room and the first person to show up through the door was Ross. He had a smile on his with cuts on his body, one of them was on his right bottom chin which would leave a scar. He must have fought too.

Reading History

No history.

Comments

The readers' comments on the novel: The Mighty She-wolf of King