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.

Tash under the mercy of

wolf, eyes mirroring mine

looking straight

just by looking at her. She glanced my way and my heart

when it bit harder, Gabbiel whimpered

black wolf was decisive, I can see right through him he would kill Tash. Yet I prayed for that tiniest hope that he will let

Please let her live.

let

underneath it. Xyrus was standing near, blood on his hands. He tossed something bloody on the ground. Gabbiel

but somehow my heart knows it was Xyrus,

he looked at me with some kind

was fur, his hands were like that of a wolf with big claws. Like a perfect half transformation a combination of a man

He softly spoke. "Never leave my

killing

shouted. "Til death will

and shouts from the warriors

but a simple encouragement from

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

overpowered me, it had bit its canines into my neck, a little tiny force and I'll be dead, just like

at the eyes of the man I love. His were hard yet closely you can

your head and every wolf with you here." Xyrus spat, he was in a rage and his

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