Death Wolf Saga
Death Wolf Chapter 88 (Book 2)

Loud yelps and screams echo in the deadly forest. As bloodhounds were falling down on their feet. Holding their heads in their hands.

Their bodies entering into shocks , to only fall limp. As he ends their existence to go to next.

He.

The one at the centre of the chaos. Was standing with head held high and arms extended.

Clenching his fist more making more screams to echo.

His dark eyes burning red like flames, those dark clouds enveloping him.

While the hunters and werewolves. Just stared at their new saviour.

The man who stood in front of them. Not letting a single bloodhound to touch any one of them.

Silas struggled to get up, finally getting time to recover. To only look back at Thaneos just like others.

Why? Why was he doing this?

The bloodhounds would have won the war till now. They all would have died.

And Thaneos would have ruled this world.

With unquestionable power.

Then why? Giving it up all ? For what?

” Her Lo-ve”

Volkan speaks. Trying to get up as if reading his mind to have Jason, Daniel and Silas to look at him.

” He…he is doing this for Alexandria.”

” He… really loves her”

And they all just stare at him with pity yet hope in their eyes.

Who would have thought.

While Silas? He just realised how hollow his love has been. Everyone tried so hard to make him believe , but he never trusted them.

Loss of matebond made him forget his little one.

In just one life only?

But this man? He has waited for thousands of years for her. Even when there was no matebond, he still loved her.

Silas got Alexandria in this life as a mate, he thought he deserved her.

But Thaneos?

He earned her. He made himself deserving for her love. He suffered for her and today?

He may even die for her.

Clenching his fist, Silas struggles to get up. With new set of determination in his eyes.

” We…we can’t let him loose. We have to h-elp him. He is doi-ng all thi-s for us”

Daniel ,Jason and Volkan nod. Along with the werewolves and hunters army left.

And that’s when they attack along with Thaneos. Slashing and shifting.

Making Thaneos to look at them in surprise. His eyes met Silas’s and Silas nods.

Telling him,he was not alone in this.

They all were with him.

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2 hours later

Dead bodies of the bloodhounds surrounded the battlefield. The ground below coloured in black and red.

It resembles hell.

But again. It was a hell to save this world from a bigger hell. Which would be a catastrophe.

Thaneos has killed in hundreds, but it was not enough.

They were outnumbered.

He felt weak and drained.

Thaneos clothes were torn. Coloured in b***d. Making it impossible to distinguish his b***d from the b***d of the bloodhounds.

B***d seeping from the cut on his forehead. To fall in his eyes. Not healing.

Showing his strength was diminishing.

His vision was going hazy, limbs trembling.

His mind felt numb.

He knew he could stop them for just few minutes more. He doesn’t know what will happen next.

But he wanted to try till his end.

He can’t let his little Dove down. No! He has to do it.

Distracted he doesn’t realise when a bloodhound jumps on his back. Tearing a flesh of his skin. And he roars. Shaking it off.

Pinning it under his claws and rooting his teeth in his neck, he finishes it within seconds.

Growling, irritated and tired he looks around.

To find no Werewolves and hunters anymore. They all were hurt or dead.

Daniel was laying near a tree, breathing heavily. His eyes dropping as his sword has fallen from his hands. To lay beside him.

Tears streaming down his eyes, rugged breaths leave his lips. His eyes fixed at Volkan and Silas who were at the mercy of Elora.

The bloodhounds , holding them behind. As Elora sits like a Queen.

A victorious smile on her lips.

Thaneos wanted to come save them. But he was pre occupied. Too many bloodhounds were surrounding him.

Tearing his skin from around, making him snarl at them.

But no use.

It could be seen, the greatest has fallen.

He couldn’t save them anymore. Hell he couldn’t even save himself.

Having lost too much b***d. His vision was hazy and his hands trembling as he continues to slash his attackers.

” W- why did you do it El! WHY!!!!! Leave me DAMMIT! “

Silas scream at Elora who stands there without even an ounce of remose. Thrashing, asking the bloodhounds to not touch him.

And Elora, steps closer. Looking at his teary eyes.

Mocking in his poor state.

” Leave him”

The bloodhounds move back from him. Making Silas’s body to fall down. As he struggled to get up.

” What a pity. You can’t even stand Silas. Is this the greatest werewolf king? Is this all you got?”

” You bitc*!”

He screams trying to get up when she presses her foot on his thigh. Pressing it, to make cries of pain leave his lips.

His teary eyes looking at her orbs of coldness.

That have lost all humanity.

Wondering how can he even for once fall in love with a women like her?

She doesn’t stop. Pressing her foot more. Making b***d to ooze out. His leg trembling.

” No! Leave him Elora! Stop this madness! Please!”

Volkan screams. Trying to reach him. To only have the bloodhounds to pull him back.

Twisting his shoulder in a painful position, nearly breaking it.

” Stop trying uncle. Now we don’t want my only family dead. Now do we?”

Volkan looks at the girl, he loved so much. In dispair. Why? Why did it had to come to this.

He remembers how he used to play with her when she was a kid. How much Thora took care of her, laughing and enjoying with her.

All came down to this?

She hates them all now? She has forgotten everything? All the love, in greed for what?

Power.

Silas’s screams acho in the forest. And Jason gets up. On his shaking legs.

He considered him to be like his son, he can’t see him die like this.

” Leaveeee him you bitch!!!!”

Running towards Elora he screams. Shifting in mid air. To leap on her when she picks up a hunters sword from the groud.

Plunging it up, to directly have it pierce right through his heart.

” Fatherrrrrrr!!Noooo!!!!”

Silas screams. Seeing Jason’s body fall beside him with a thud. His eyes tearing as b***d leaves his lips.

” Father! No please…no! please! Father!”

” S-on”

Jason extends his hand, his trembling fingers wishing to touch Silas for the last time. And choked sobs leave Silas’s lips.

He extends his arm as well. Hoping for their hands to touch.

” Da-d”

When something pierces his back and he goes still.

Another knife was rooted in his back.

Their eyes were vulnerable, desperate. Yet ,just like that the life from Jason’s eyes leaves. His body going slump and his trembling bloody hand that wanted to touch him, drops. Limp.

Dead.

” Nooooooooo! Fatherrrrrrr! Noooooo! Get up!!!! Pleaseeeeee noooo!”

Silas begs. Seeing Jason’s still eyes. To only close his own. He couldn’t see this.

He was his everything.

He saved her. Give this life. Made him the king.

He can’t leave him like this…he just can’t.

” I always wanted to do that. I never liked how he used to order me around anyways.”

Elora’s words made him see red. As he screams at her, trying to turn around.

” You bitc*! I am going to kill y-“

” Aghhhhu”

His words were lost

When she presses her foot on the rooted knife in his back.

Enjoying his screams

” Mind your tone love. If you don’t want to further damage your spine and loose your legs for your remaining life.”

Crouching down. She leaves the rooted knife there. Grabbing his face to pull it up. Making him look at her

” Why El. What…what didn’t I gave you huh? What! “

He asks desperately and she presses her finger on his lips. Smiling.

” Shh my love. Why are you saying this?”

” You gave me so much. Your love, your body, your mind. What can a women ask for?”

” So now. It’s time for me to give you.”

Cleaning the drops of b***d in the corner of his lips with her thumb. She sees him trying to move away from her.

His eyes refusing to meet hers

” So tell me. I give you an offer to live today.”

” Accept me as your mate and make me your Queen. We will rule this kingdom of bloodhounds together. What say?”

He looks at the girl in disbelief. She has the audacity to even offer this?

Disgusting.

” Never! I would never!”

He seethes and she tightens her grip on his chin. That sick smile still plastered on her lips.

” Then I am afraid you have to die Silas”

She speaks. Getting up.

Her cold eyes trailing back to the summouner of death, who was now on his knees. With bloodhounds tearing his skin, enjoying him like a feast.

” Enough now! Get the chains!”

She orders. And they don’t waste a second . Leaving Thaneos’s limp body to have him fall down with a thud.

Surrounded by his own b***d , he barely had any life left in him.

He looked almost dead. Defenceless and weak.

With his front on the ground, body bloody. Flesh teared apart from different parts of his skin.

The occasion heaving of his chest, the only evidence of him being alive.

Tieing Silas up to a tree bark.The bloodhounds were enjoying the defencelessness of the greatest King. With their protector laying on his death bed himself.

” Okay so? Any last wishes love?”

She asks sardonically. Taking out the bottle of poison from her pocket. Circling around Silas.

A sword held in her other hand.

” Die bitc*!”

He seethes. To have her chuckle. Holding his face in her grip, she moves closer to him.

Whispering to him.

” I will make it less painful, love”

Her eyes trailing lower to his lips and she presses her on his. His face held in her hands grip , forcing him to k**s back.

But he refuses. Biting her l*p instead.

Making her chuckle sardonically. Moving back from him. To clean the drops of b***d on her l*p.

” What a bast*rd”

Her eyes darken to red , taking out the sword she plunged it forward.

While Silas closes his eyes, ready for this. A teardrop leaving his eyes as he imagines Alexandria’s smiling face.

Somehow he thought he deserved it. He has hurt his little one.

He wasn’t able to protect her, to save her.

He deserves to die.

” Nooooooo!!!!”

Volkan screams. Struggling to move forward. When a bloodhound leaps on him. Pinning him under.

His dark red eyes, looking at Volkan with hunger. And he snarls to root his canines into Volkan’s neck.

When two dagger whooshed past, cutting the air.

With the first hitting Elora’s shoulder and the other hits the bloodhounds back.

Making Elora to curse, holding her bloody arm while the bloodhound to roll over.

Painful whimpers leaving his lips.

Everyone stood still. Looking around. Unable to understand the source.

When Elora seethes.

” Wh-o…is it?”

She asks. Looking around. To only hear the rustling of trees.

Windows blowing.

And that’s when they all turn around to see two silhouettes walking towards them.

” Th-ora?”

Volkan speaks in disbelief. While Daniel struggles to get up. To see if this was true. His eyes widening along with everyone else’s.

” Long time no see”

She speaks. As Alexandria walks beside her.

Elora’s eyes widen. How? She thought they were dead.

Standing beside Volkan, Thora shows him her open palm. And he takes it with trembling fingers. Tears of happiness falling down his eyes.

She was here…. looking at him.

While Alexandria stands in front of Silas. Looking into his eyes.

Smiling sadly at him.

” Little o-ne?Is that rea-lly you? I- I thou-ght I lost yo-u”

Holding his face in her palms. Alexandria moves her head in a no, caressing his cheek.

” I am fi-ne Silas.”

” I am..so sorry for not believing you Little one. Please… forgive me- I was a fool! I didn’t-“

“Shhh”

Alexandria places her finger on his lips. Smiling sadly.

” I forgive you Silas…I always do…”

” Wh-y why are you here little one? G-o from here. Pl-ease run…they will hurt you!”

” I can’t leave my people to die”

“No Alex plea-se! She will ki-ll you!”

Silas begs her. Pleading her with his eyes.

Unknown to them. Elora has picked up the fallen sword approaching Alexandria from behind.

Hatred burning in her eyes.

Silas’s eyes widen when he saw Elora behind Alexandria. And before they know.

She slashes it on her back, making her skin to tear and body to fall on Silas’s tied one.

” Nooo!! Alexandria!!!”

Silas thrashes, but no avail. As a tear leaves Alexandria’s eyes. Her eyes fixed on him. As she still continues to smile.

Her small hands holding his collar for support. As another slash tears her back again.

Making a cross on her back, which turned her shirt white with b***d.

” Daughter noooo!!”

Thora struggles. Moving forward to save her. When bloodhounds growl at her. Surrounding them as well.

” I will bloody end you bitc*! I have had enough of you!!”

Elora screams. While Thora’s breathing turns rugged. As she bids her goodbye.

” It will en-d with me Silas. I need to d-ie for this prophesy to en-d”

Silas moves his head in a no.

” No! You can’t! Please Alexandria!”

” Goodbye”

She whispers. As Elora screams lifting up the sword to end this for once.

Alexandria’s eyes close ready to accept death. Her grip on Silas’s shirt tight.

Yet, her mind. The last word she spoke in her mind, were not to him. But to the man who has fulfilled his promise.

To the man who was laying behind her, in his own pool of b***d.

The man for which her heart was thudding rapidly now.

“Goodbye Thaneos. Thank you for keeping your promise.”

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” Your Selene still loves you and will always love you.”

And that’s it. She accept her end with it.

But destiny had some other plans.

The sword held in Elora’s hand stops in mid air.

Elora tries to push it down, but it’s like a force was stopping her.

” Aghhhhh!!”

She screams frustrated. While Thora’s eyes widen.

She has seen this before. It happened with Charlotte. When she tried to kill Alexandria in her womb in the dungeon.

Her eyes immediately drift to Thaneos still body on the ground and she freezes.

He. He was doing this.

His one arm was extended. Palms towards Elora as he looked at Alexandria.

With eyes that no one has seen before.

They were silver. Pure silver.

And Thora felt a shiver run down her spine.

No! This is not possible! No!

This has happened in the history. It can’t happen now. It’s the death wolf taking full control of Thaneos.

He will loose his humanity if this happens.

He will go on a rampage killing everyone.

Friends or foe.

He won’t be able to distinguish. He will be just a killing machine. A beast.

The one which is called.

“The God of death.”

And today it seems, this will be all.

If he can’t win. He won’t let anyone win. There will be no bloodhounds, no werewolves, no hunters after this.

It will be the end of their world.

And it’s impossible to stop him now.