Death Wolf Saga
Death Wolf Chapter 11

Thora pov

He returns back late at night, I was sleepy but no fully asleep.

Sensing his presence,I try to act to be asleep. To only hear his voice.

“Stop the pretence “

I gulp, cursing. Why are his senses so active?

Lifting myself up, I meet his eyes to only see him seated on a sofa with one leg placed on the other.

His pose filled with dominance and authority , making me feel so small.

“Hello”

Was all I could say shyly, as his heated gaze remains fixed at me.

Folding ,his hands. He merely hmms.

“What were you thinking going into the rogue lands during your heat!”

I knew this question was coming and I couldn’t help clench the comforter tightly in my fingers.

“I am…..sorry”

“Did I asked for your sorry? I asked you a question stupid girl.”

“Answer the question.”

I flinch and gulp the saliva caught in my throat.

Stuttering out the truth without thinking

“I thou…ght I could survive the run. I didn’t wanted to consummate with… anyone..”

He just stares at me. Making me feel so insignificant and helpless.

His eyes boring holes right into my soul , trying to strip me naked of my self respect.

“Are you plainly stupid or am I mated to an illiterate?”

“Haven’t you read what happens to females who go to rogue lands during their heat?”

“I …I …have heard….they…are…killed after… being….”

I couldn’t continue. He was literally scolding me and my tears were already brimming.

“After being what ? Continue!”

He says lowly and I complete the sentence, looking down at my hands.

“…after being raped.”

Next I knows, my chin is grabbed by his strong grip and my face is jerked up.

My eyes locking with his angry orbs.

“And did you wished for a fate like that? !!”

“N…o…”

I whispers letting out the tears.

He leaves my chin after few seconds, to make my head fall back down.

More tears leave my eyes, to fall on the comforter in my hands.

“I am really sorry….I ..waited for you…but you didn’t came….my wolf was getting restless…she wanted to shift so I did it…..”

“But I promise…I never wanted to trouble you ..I am sorry for wasting your time …..I didn’t intend to really….oh God I am so stupid sometimes..I just do things -“

“Shush”

Thora pov

He returns back late at night, I was sleepy but no fully asleep.

“No! I would have died today…you are right…if it wasn’t for you they would have rap-“

“Shhhhh”

He places his finger on my lips, making my mouth to shut and eyes to widen.

“You talk too much girl. Be silent.”

And I do. Nodding.

Sighing he moves back, and opens the wardrobe, to take out a t shirt from it

“Strip”

He says and my eyes widen.

Did I heard him right.

What the hell does he mean by it? Is it my punishment for running from him?

No….I won’t. So what if he is my mate.

Seeing me non responsive to his request, he raises his perfectly shaped eyebrow at him.

And I clench the comforter tightly to me.

“No! Don’t you ….”

He just rolls his eyes and starts walking towards me.Making my anxiety to rise.

“No! Stop there! Don’t you dare!”

I scream at him , moving back to only have his hand clasp around my ankle.

“Don’t use your stupid brain for once and keep that useless trap shut .”

“Another word leaving your lips and I will tape it “

This makes me freeze, giving him an opportunity to remove the robe around my body and discard it in a corner.

I was wearing a spaghetti under it and as soon as the cold wind hits me, I feel goosebumps all over my body.

He didn’t look down at me inappropriately.

Instead, placing my thigh on his lap , he starts opening the bandages to change into new ones .

“Did you applied it on your other wounds?”

I merely nod, afraid of telling him the one place where my hand couldn’t reach.

The claw mark on my back.

Once done he gets up and sighs.

To only slump down on the other side of the bed.

I stay still , not knowing what to do.

Should I ask him? My back hurts whenever I try to sleep. What if the cut is deep? The chances of an infection are high.

“Sir…”

I whisper slowly, scolding myself. Speak up Thora, even you yourself can’t hear your own voice.

How will he hear it.

“Sir!”

On getting no response ,I turn around to see him laying on the bed. With eyes closed and arm behind his head.

Gulping, I decide to let it go.

It won’t be that bad. Plus he looks too peaceful to be disturbed.

Nodding to myself, I decide to turn my back on him when I stop to gawk at his beautiful features.

Normally I don’t have the guts to openly stare at him and admire his beauty but now that he is asleep.

I stare.

Taking in his perfectly shaped eyebrows…the Greek nose and those kissable lips.

I feel warmness rush inside me as I just stared at him.

How would it feel to have those lips k**s me again….

Stupid! Stop having those sinful thoughts.

“What is it?”

He suddenly speaks up, making my heart to leap in my chest.

His eyes still closed and features calm and composed.

“I.. I…. couldn’t reach my back….can you…can you apply the ointment there?”

He didn’t react, just opened his eyes and stared at me.

Making me lower my gaze at such a stupid request.

“It’s fine….If you don’t wish to… it’s fine. Sorry for disturbing you…I will just sleep…sorry”

I turn my back on him, closing my eyes.

Dammit Thora! He is the werewolf king! What were you thinking?

He hates you! Why do you forget it again and again.

He wouldn’t have cared if you would have died…still he came to save you.

Be thankful for that of all.

Lost in thoughts, I felt something cold on my back and I freeze.

I was going to turn when a strong grip on my shoulder pushed me down to place my cheek on the pillow and my front of the bed.

“Stay still.”

Came his voice as the coldness spreads around the wound to neutralize it’s burning.

I clenched my fist, but don’t protest.

Letting him take care of it.

He was taking more time than needed and I was getting more anxious.

And then I got my answers.

I feel his finger trail the whip marks on my back and I freeze.

Sh**!

I try to get up to only have me pushed back down on the pillow.

A low growl emerging from his lips making my b***d run cold.

“Who the hell did this?”

Was all he asked and I was lost at words.

Feeling the aura of the room changing, to make a shiver run down my spine.

He doesn’t stop, tracing the marks with his fingers, he feels each and everyone of them.

As trails of spark follow.

But I couldn’t answer him…too scared of what he may do when he gets to know the truth.

A sob breaks through my lips and next I know , he growled near my ear.

Making me flinch.

“I asked who the fuc* did it!!!”