Death Wolf Saga
Death Wolf Chapter 24

Volkan’s pov

The snow was heaping up, making my paws to root in it. I struggle moving forward, but I don’t stop.

Going further.

I could see the borders and my heart throbs.

Please be safe Thora… please.

It was impossible to see anything…I could barely see my own paws.

Breathing heavily, I jump over the borders.

Looking around.

Sh**!

It was completely white…the hope of her being alive…able to survive in this disaster flickering.

And I gulp, moving my head in a no.

She has to be alive…she can’t die.

She is here only …. breathing

….I need to save her.

I dig up the snow…my claws freezing. Almost going numb. But I don’t stop.

Tears sliding down my eyes, feeling helpless and so scared for the first time in my life.

15 minutes….I spend almost 15 minutes digging the frozen ice to only find the dug holes again getting covered by fresh snow.

The intensity of the storm increasing.

It’s… it’s impossible for anyone to survive this.

And I almost slide down , to fall on the snow.

My wolf whining lowly, making a painful howl.

Shifting into my human form, I place my palms on the Snow. Clenching it in my fists, as I breathe heavily.

Tears of frustration, wetting the snow below.

When I see something red…in the snow.

B***d?

My mind numbs as hope and dread both flood in. I move aside the fresh snow, to find b***d drops below. And I follow them.

To only reach a tree bark…and that’s when I see something red flash in the white snow.

I still….. that’s the top she wore last morning….when she came to visit me in my office.

“Thora!”

I scream rushing towards her, to only have my knees go weak as I approach the figure.

A body lays limp in the snow, the skin pale as snow covered her entirely.

The corner of her top, the only thing visible.

I move aside the snow…to have my numb hands shake.

She was laying down with her front on the snow…cheek pressed on the snow…and her back visible.

The back …which was all bloody….with snow sticking to it, making the snow red.

I gently move it aside….to have my heart stop….whip marks….they lined down her back….her skin cut open.. mercilessly.

“Th…. Thora?”

I barely say, pulling her up. To see her eyes closed, face white as ice and lips cracked turning blue.

“Thora!!!”

I scream pulling her up to lay her in my lap. Patting her cheeks…to get no response. Placing my fingers on her neck….I try to find her pulse.

To finally breathe.

It was there…a bit slow. But it was there. She was alive.

Remove my jacket, I place it around her. Picking her up in my arms.

I look around to find a sheet of white everywhere.

We can’t go back to the pack… it’s too far. She will freeze to death till then.

And that’s when I remember a cave nearby, I used to visit there as a kid.

It’s been so long….but it has to be here.

“Hold on Thora. You will be fine.”

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Thankfully I find the cave and take her inside. There were burned logs … indicating that a rogue may have visited the place earlier.

Placing her down, I managed to burn a bonfire. Breathing heavily I look back at her ….her clothes were all wet.

I strip her carefully…to find her torn shirt sticking to the cuts on her back… being stuck with the dried b***d. Once off, I cover her with my jacket, pulling her to me.

There was no other way….my body temperature was way warmer than her.

The heat will transfer gradually.

I shiver when her frozen front comes in contact with my chest, but I don’t pull back. Instead pressing her more closer to me by hugging her.

She trembles…her body going in shocks..and I engulf her…her cracked lips moving to let out a rugged breath. And I just stare down at her.

She would have died if I wouldn’t have come on time.

The very thought of loosing her, not settling well.

Moving my thumb on her cracked lips….I see them moving again….as she tries to moisten them in half conscious stare.

And I don’t know, why I did what happened next.

Tilting up her chin, I land my lips on her. Making her go still. Her freezing lips, melting under the warmth of my passionate k**s.

And I wasn’t able to stop myself.

Sliding in my tongue, I devour her. To find her not responding. The taste of her lips…an addiction that didn’t seem satiable.

Even when I have marked someone else.

The very thought made me pull back from her.

Fuc*! What am I doing! I rejected her and mated with Charlotte.

What an I even doing?

Cursing,I was going to get up when I see creases appear on her forehead. She was having a bad dream.

Sighing.

I pull her back to my chest, her naked body flush against mine. And I close my eyes.

This was more important right now……she needed me.

Leaning my head back on the rock wall. I close my eyes.

With her in my arms, every inch of her skin in contact with mine.

It felt like heaven, if only we could stay like this forever.

I don’t know when sleep took over me as we slept in each other’s embrace.

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I wake up to find her moving in my arms…. it was dark outside and the fire has almost burned out.

I stretch myself to look down to see her brown eyes staring at me. And I still for a second.

She still shivered…but didn’t say anything.

Just stared, making me feel awkward.

Just stared, making me feel awkward.

“Lea…ve me”

She says, trying to wriggle out of my grip when I instead tighten my hold on her. Making her look up.

“You are still shivering. Just lay back down.”

Rage runs through her eyes as she presses her palms on my chest. A futile attempt to push me away.

“Stop being persistent. “

She breathes heavily, looking tired. Tears streaming down her eyes. As she balls her palms into fists…and hits my chest.

“Stay…away…leave me.”

I look at her coldly, removing my arms from around her. And she stumbles back ,surprised.

“Fine. Do whatever. It was a mistake to come here to save you anyways.”

She tightly holds my jacket, that shielded her naked self. Looking down at the fire and hugging herself.

Getting up, I look at her one last time. To fetch more wooden twigs and logs.

She doesn’t stop me… staring at the flames of subsiding fire.

And I sigh, leaving the cave.

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I return back to see her laying in the same spot. Her eyes closed and body shivering worse than before.

Sh**!

“Thora!”

I exclaim, placing the logs in the fire and rushing towards her.

“Hey….hey come here.”

I say and she looks at me with dropping eyes, shuddering badly.

“Volkan….it …. it’s very cold…”

“Come”

I say pulling her up to place her in my lap again, pressing her to my chest. She coils her arms around my waist, settling her cheeks on my chest.

“Better?”

I ask and she barely whispers.

“Hmmm don’t …leave “

She says hugging me tightly and a small smile curves in the corner of my lips

What a stupid girl.

We stay like that, almost the entire night. And I trace down my fingers on the whip marks on her back.

Why aren’t they healing.

I know her healing is slow….but even an Omega heals better than her.

And not to forget her scent …it was very faint… almost indistinguishable.

What’s going on with her?

It’s all because of the rejection…if she doesn’t accept it. The day is near when she will be…..I can’t even say it…dammit!

How will I see her die in front of my eyes?

How!

Once she survives this…I have to make her accept the rejection no matter what.

I have to do it.

Even if I have to hurt her to the extent of her hating me.

I will do it.

For her betterment, for her future.

Lowering my face in the crook of her neck, I take in her faint scent. Placing a tender k**s on her hair and placing my hand on head.

Forgive me Thora for what I will do from now on.

But one day you will thank me for it.