Barely Breathing

Chapter 37: I can't lose you

As soon as I went out of the secret hideout, I smelled...

Blood...

Everywhere...

I felt my heart tearing apart as I recognized our pack members' wolves getting bitten, some torn apart, literally by vicious wolves.

Matt, one of the warriors, was brutally killed by another two wolves. But I can't tear my eyes away from the scene and my feet felt glued to the ground.

Too much death...

I felt my stomach churned, wanting to vomit. It felt like deja vu. Again.

But when I closed my eyes, flashbacks of my past pushing me to the edge. I can't run away and let them fight alone, not like my old pack.

I shifted into my wolf, Violet. I attacked a wolf and snapped its neck brutally and jumped into another one killing it as well.

The taste of blood assaulted my senses, yet Violet was as blood-thirsty as I am. We kept on killing and helping other pack members. I had just finished tossing a lifeless wolf when I heard a growl on my left.

Gabbiel was growling at a black wolf that had its fangs fatally into the neck of another hopeless wolf.

Tash!

It was Tasca...

It felt like everything stopped.

I stop breathing.

went into slow

I can't move.

I can't breathe.

mercy of the black wolf. She

in Gabbiel's wolf, eyes mirroring mine as I

looking straight at his

just by looking at her. She glanced

wolf when it bit

he would kill Tash. Yet I prayed for

Please let her live.

let her

the ground with Tash underneath it. Xyrus was standing near, blood on his hands. He tossed something bloody on the ground. Gabbiel rushed into a crying Tash

eyes were red but somehow my heart knows it was Xyrus, not his wolf who's in

he looked at me with some

hands were like that of a wolf with big claws. Like a perfect half transformation a combination of

He softly spoke.

killing another wolf

He shouted. "Til death will we

the warriors echoed throughout, it was

was like magic. We were hopeless but a simple encouragement from

fought beside Xyrus, killing one after another. Soon, our opponents backing out, some running away. We

its canines into my neck, a little

I look hopelessly at the eyes of the man I love. His were

dare Nicolas! I swear I'll get your head and every wolf with you here." Xyrus spat,

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