37 HIS NIECE


    There are wounds that never show on the body that are deeper and more hurtful than anything that bleeds...


    -Laurel K. Hamilton-


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    Anthony, the alpha of River Silver pack stood at the edge of their pack’s border to wee the refugees of the Red Moon pack, the pack of werewolves in the south that was obliterated by Chaos.


    It took them a while before they could reach this pack, since most of the remaining members of the Red Moon pack were children and older women.


    Anthony had sent a few people to fetch them, yet it was hard to mobilize dozens of people without being noticed.


    Their problem was not only with humans, but also with the other packs, since they needed to ask permission to pass their territory with a lot of people like this.


    Sure enough, once they started residing in his pack and became his pack members, another problem would arise; they needed morend to amodate them.


    The only thing that consoled him was the fact that this pack had many young children, boys especially, whom he could teach to be warriors. They needed that to protect their border, or else they wouldn’t be the biggest pack in this realm and would have copsed a long time ago, as there were many blood battles over a territory...


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    “This could be our doom,” Mateo said. He disagreed with the idea of sheltering those refugees, but Anthony insisted, because Red Moon pack was the pack of his mate, though her family were long gone, but there were a few people that she knew. “We don’t have enough space for them,” Mateo grumbled.


    Mateo was Anthony’s second inmand. In other words, he was the beta of the pack.


    Three big vans arrived and once the doors were opened, many confused and scared faces were revealed, as their owners walked out of the vehicle.


    “We will think about thatter.” Anthony couldn’te up with a better solution except to expand their territory, but for that there would be more sacrifices to make.


    Later at night, a survivor from the massacre that Chaos had unleashed told Anthony that Chaos came with a young girl shifter, a white wolf.


    He managed to survive because he was a coward, and was hiding behind the snow.


    “A white wolf?” Anthony rose to his feet. “Bring her to me now.” The white wolf could be his brother’s daughter. His niece.


    If Chaos really took hold of his niece, then he wouldn’t let it slide until he got her back.


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    Lise was woken up by the rustling sounds, seemingly made by a nurse, who just changed her IV drip. The nurse didn’t realize that the girl had opened her eyes because she left hurriedly. The tension inside the room was too hard for her to bear because of a certain someone, who was sitting on the couch and had his intense stare focused on the girl.


    “Good morning sunshine,” Gael greeted Lise, once the nurse had left them alone. He stood up and approached her. “How are you feeling now?”


    He looked disheveled, with his hair jutting in several directions, as if he had been pulling his hair the whole night.


    But, Lise realized that he had changed his clothes.


    “Dying,” she replied curtly.


    At first, Lise thought Gael would retort her sarcastic answer, or even throw some lewd and disgustingment which he always did, but somehow, he kept his lips sealed and poured a ss of water for her instead.


    “Drink,” he said, as he brought the ss close to her lips, but Lise swatted it away, which caused the ss to slip from Gael’s grip. It then shattered on the floor.


    The girl red at him, her jaw clenched tightly.


    For a moment, they just stared at each other, before Lise broke the silence and asked about Sol.


    “Where is he? What have you done to him?” she asked through gritted teeth.


    However, Gael didn’t heed her question, he simply took another ss and poured water into it, repeating the same action that he did before.


    And for the second time, Lise swatted away the ss, and it ended up like the previous ss.


    “Where is Sol? What did you do to him?” Lise asked fiercely. She didn’t care about what Gael would do to herter, she needed to know that Sol was fine. She wouldn’t be able to live if something happened to him because of her. She already had no will to live at this point...


    Yet, Gael didn’t answer her, as if he was purposely annoying the girl. Instead, he took another ss and poured water for her a third time.


    Lise then did the same exact thing like before and asked the same question again.


    They repeated this until all the sses there were broken and sharp shards of the sses scattered on the floor.


    “You keep asking about him, but you don’t care about yourself,” Gael stated, finally deciding to respond to Lise’s anger.


    “I care more about him than I care about myself,” Lise bit out fiercely.


    Somehow, the words cut so deep in Gael’s heart, as if someone twisted a rusty knife there, yet he didn’t know how to express the pain.


    Therefore, instead of saying a reasonable thing, heughed at that. “I am beyond hopeless...” he said between hisughs.


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    Blue stiffened the moment she smelled the scent of coffee that was brought by the wind from the open window.


    The little girl was trying to do her homework when she smelled him.


    However, unlike before, she stayed in her ce. She didn’t jump from her seat to find the source of the scent. Instead, she sat still, staring at the unanswered question in her book.


    She bit her bottom lip, trying to stay still. She was not sure that she wanted to meet him or not, after thest incident.


    On the other hand, there was a certain someone, who was standing still in the library, staring at the door...


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