Chapter 46
46–Just You And I
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I watched her step back, probably realizing what we had just felt. Then she howled louder than ever.
Her focus shifted to the old man, whose eyes were wide as the wine bottle in his hands trembled.
The moment Madeline lunged at him, he threw the bottle. It hit her hard, shattering on impact and splashing
alcohol all over her.
She screamed in agonizing pain, and that was when I understood, the bottles were filled with the alcohol mixed with wolfsbane.
He grabbed another one. As Madeline rushed toward him again, he hurled it at her. The liquid drenched her, but she still managed to claw him and throw him across the circle.
I realized what he was planning. He raised his hands in a strange motion, and I knew, he was going to set her on fire.
Madeline was dealing with her wolf for the first time, and she couldn’t control it yet. I needed to distract him and steady her.
While she howled and shook, trying to fight off the pain, the old man sparked a flame with his fingers.
That shocked me, no werewolf should have that power unless they belonged to a certain tribe. But I had no time to ask questions.
I pushed myself to my feet and rushed toward him as he charged at Madeline with fire in his hands.
When he stretched out his arm to ignite her fur, I stepped between them without thinking.
His burning fist struck my stomach. I felt my skin melt, my body freezing in shock as pain consumed me. His hand sank deeper, leaving a gaping wound that made everything stop.
I gurgled in pain, staring into the man’s eyes. He looked as shocked as I was.
“Huh! You must be her lover, you foolish alpha, ruining yourself like that,” he commented.
Before he could pull his hand out, I gripped his wrist and stopped him. I knew that once he was free, he would attack Madeline, so I had to stall him.
“Are you insane, or do you have a death wish?” the old man shouted.
I couldn’t even turn to check on Madeline, but I heard her grunting and howling. Then I sensed her running off.
That was when I released him, hoping he’d strike me again so the fresh pain would keep me conscious. He had already done enough damage to my stomach.
The moment I let him go and he tried to chase after her, I grabbed his hand again. This time, I fought back, though my strength was fading. I felt my soul slipping away.
Then a deep, feral growl erupted. We both turned to see Madeline in the distance, sprinting toward us at full speed.
“Let me go!” the man shouted in panic.
I tightened my grip around his fingers, keeping him from moving or summoning the fire again.
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And just like that, Madeline came crashing in, striking the old man and sending them both rolling across the ground. She pinned him beneath her, her wolf in full control.
When the old man tried to lift his hands again, Madeline arched her neck back and sank her teeth into his head.
Her wild scream made me stare in shock. Her wolf was untamed and powerful.
Within seconds, she ripped his head from his neck, shook it in her jaws, and hurled it far away.
As soon as she finished, she howled again and turned to look at me. She began pacing closer.
Her wolf was massive too, just like mine. A small smile formed on my lips, but then I realized I could no longer stand.
As I started to fall, I felt a soft surface catch me. It was her. She had rushed over and lifted me onto her back.
I closed my eyes as waves of pain spread through my body. Then a thought struck me. If I didn’t transition and heal myself, Madeline would be left all alone.
She would have no idea what was happening when she returned from her first transition. That’s what happens after the first change, especially to the strongest ones.
And seeing her wolf, I already knew she was one of them.
“You have to try a little harder, just once more,” I urged my wolf while lying on top of her as she carried me away from danger.
But we didn’t even know what was waiting for us ahead. What kind of threat was still out there?
My wolf gave a faint howl inside me, letting me know he would do anything for his mate. Then Madeline stopped
when she felt a small movement on her back.
I slid off her body and lay on the ground while she stood beside me, watching closely. And with great effort, I began my transition.
As soon as I transitioned, I felt the connection with her wolf return.
Since we were both in our transitioned form, I guessed an urge to run together must have passed through both of
our wolves.
Before I knew it, my wolf, who could barely shift, was dragging himself beside her, pushing through the pain.
But every bit of strength he used would come with a heavy cost later.
After a while, I reminded my wolf that he needed to slow down. He finally understood and began shifting back into human form.
At the same time, Madeline screamed in pain as she started her own transition back to human.
I watched her suffer through intense pain, and the entire time, she looked at me with sad eyes.
Even after she returned to her human form, her gaze lingered on me in silence before her eyes closed and she collapsed.
It hurt because I remembered how much those eyes must have cried when I betrayed her before.
I quickly took off my shirt and covered her body with it. Then I lifted her in my arms and carried her to the car.
I had some spare clothes inside. But by the time I reached the car, the weather had turned so bad that I hurried to
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put her in and sat beside her.
I knew that if I took her back like this, her kids would be worried.
All I wanted was to take care of her because I hadn’t been able to for so long. She deserved that.
She had always deserved someone who would care for her, but no one ever did. Now I was here, and I intended to show her that no one could love her more than I did.
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