Death Wolf Saga
Death Wolf Chapter 30

Volkan’s pov

She is way too weak.

Her movements are slow. By the time she will kick her opponent, he will already claw her and end her existence.

I sigh, looking down at her from my office.

She can’t even walk properly after her first session. Stamina, non existing.

Her brown eyes look up at me, meeting my stare.

And I clench my fist.

Those eyes….I see them under me, when I claimed her that night. I saw them trusting me, yet what did I do? I rejected her. Tears in them hurt me as much as they hurt her, but I can’t show.

She is a weakness and I can never make her my weakness.

I knew she was hiding under my desk that day. Her scent may be weak, but I can still easily identify it.

And I said those hurtful words deliberately.

“Then let her die.”

This is what I said, to make her move on from me. To hate me. To leave this pack.

But she is so damn persistent.

She simply refuses to accept the rejection, no matter how much hatred I show her.

Why Thora? Why are you doing this?

Why don’t you simply leave and find a better mate for yourself?

Why are you stuck at me?

Haven’t I broken you enough?

I turn my back on her, another attempt to make her hate me.

My hands clenched on my office seat as I close my eyes.

Forgive me Thora. But we can’t be together.

My thoughts are interrupted by another mind link.

Alpha! Rogue alert! We are closing in.

How many?

4 Rogues but I sense another presence

His next words making my eyes to widen.

I sense a hunter your Majesty

Fuc*!

Surround them. I am coming!

I mindlink Jason and tell him to report. We were leaving.

There is a hunter and there are chances he can be the one finding the prophesied one.

These hunters are searching for rejected mates.

And right now. There is only one in out pack.

Sh**!

The thought making me stop suddenly and I send Jason another mindlink.

Ask Thora to stay indoors at all cost.

Yes Alpha.

Rushing downstairs, I was walking down the halls when I saw few maids stopping my way.

Thet were the ones assigned to take care of Elora , my niece.

The night my Parents and family were killed, she was the only one that escaped.

The only family I have left.

And for her, I could go to any extent.

I look around them to find her no where. Fear evident in their eyes as they looked at me.

“Where is Elora?”

“Your Majesty…princess Elora….she…”

“Speak Dammit! “

I literally scream at then, my patience at it’s brink.

“She…she was with us…when she suddenly disappeared…. generally at this time…she visits her friend.”

“What friend?”

“A girl…from the maid quarters Alpha…”

“Where do they meet?”

“At the kids park…near the lake Alpha”

Fuc*! That’s where the rogues are heading to.

I rush out not caring about anything. With Jason following me as we shift in mid air.

Ready for the chase.

…….

Thora’s pov

The sun is setting and it’s growing dark. I walk down the trail we usually walk everyday, with fog reducing the visibility of the day.

“Elora!”

I say, with my frame shivering and voice quivering with the cold. Pulling on my jacket close, I place my hands in its pockets.

Looking around everywhere.

The howls were no longer audible. I think the patrol may have gotten the situation under control.

The kids park comes in my vision and my footsteps fasten.

Please be safe Elora! Please be safe.

I enter the deserted place to find no one there. Fear entering my insides…what if…what if something happened to her.

“Elora!”

I scream in desperation. Not caring about the rogues. Making my voice to echo.

Silence. There was nothing.

And I look around.

When suddenly my eyes stop at a swing. It was swinging slowly…like some has been just swinging on it.

And my heart thumps in my chest.

Gulping the saliva caught in my throat, I slowly approach it. My fists clenched and senses alert.

“Elora! Is that you?”

I ask to suddenly feel a presence behind me. I turn around , to find no one there.

The thudding of my heart, the only thing audible to my ears.

“Who…who is there?”

And that’s when I feel a hand clasp on my mouth and I scream to only have my cries silenced.

“Shhhhhhh be silent.”

A hear a voice says near my ear, making a shiver to run down my spine.

To only have the person drag me behind a tree and pin me between the bark and him, restraining my movement. His palms on my mouth silencing me and only his toned chest visible to my eyes.

I hear heavy footsteps in the background and my eyes widen seeing 2 rogues coming our way.

The person moves closer to me, almost covering me entirely with his frame. To whisper lowly in my ear.

“Stay still fiore.”

His manly cologne coveres me completely and I don’t know why I don’t feel afraid of this person.

The rogues sniff around and we stay still.

When suddenly, one of them moves closer to us. And I hold my breath, closing my eyes and involuntarily my hands grip the person’s jacket .My cheeks pressed against his chest.

I was surprisingly feeling save in the person’s presence, even though we were nothing but strangers.

The rogue was sniffing, and was just few meters away from us.

When a low howl is heard in the distance and the rogue howl in return.Turning around to look in the opposite direction.

Both rogue sprint away and the person sighs. His heart audible in my ears and I loosen my grip on his jacket.

Who was this person? Why did he save me?

The person moves back from me and that’s when I look up at the person’s face.

He had a rugged face. His features deep set and eyes deep black as dark coals.

I gulp.

The man looked dangerous, yet his touch was gentle.

He moves back from me, leaving me completely.

His eyes fixed at me, to only make me lower my gaze.

“What are you doing here.”

He says in his cold voice. And my mouths opens and closes. Words refusing to be concocted into a sentence.

“I….my…a girl….A small girl of 5….have you seen her around.”

I manage to ask. And that’s when I see the man tilting his head to scrutinize me. His eyebrows furrowed as I see his stare stop at the place my mark is supposed to be.

I pull up the collar of my jacket, trying to hide the burned skin at that place. To only have him step closer to me.

“You have been rejected?”

He asks surprising me…how…how did he know? He was not a normal person…

I step back from him afraid, to only have him show me his hand.

“Don’t be afraid. I just….”

He runs his hand through his hair, looking around to finally find the correct words and speak.

“I just managed to notice from the burned mark on your neck. My apologies if I sounded rude or intruding.”

I step away from him, continuing my search for Elora. She is still there somewhere, alone.

She needs me. She must be waiting for me.

To only hear the person’s footsteps behind me. His sudden interest in me, making me uneasy.

“What is your name?”

He asks and I stop. Looking back at him.

“See Sir. Thank you for saving me earlier but I don’t have time for this. I have to find the little girl before something happens to her.”

“So please excuse me.”

I turn back around to continue the search when his next words made me stop.

“I know where she is.”

He is lying. He has to be. This must be a game of his.

“If you think you can fool me by-“

“Brown hair. Blue eyes. 5-6 years old. Wearing grey slacks and a pink woolen sweater.”

I still. How…how did he knew. His face remains emotionless like before and before I could ask him , he sighs and turns around.

“Come. I will take you to her.”

I didn’t had a choice. Ignoring the red alert in my brain, I follow the man.

His steps long, making me to literally run after him to catch his pace.

Pulling up his hood, he ignored my presence completely.

While I took in his build. He was a tall man of 6’2 . His frame strongly build and muscles defined. Age wise he looked in his late twenties with a subtle beard on his face.

A dagger secured in his combats ,as he walks down confidently. Like he owned this place and was aware of every inch of it.

“I haven’t seen you here before”

I ask , to only have him look at me over his shoulder. His stare bone chilling. He wasn’t responding. Is he ignoring me because I ignored him before?

“Fine! I will answer your previous question. I am Thora.”

“Fine! I will answer your previous question. I am Thora.”

“I haven’t heard the name in a while.”

I furrowed by eyebrows.What does that even mean.

“Excuse me?”

He raises his eyebrow, to only smirk at me. I thought the man didn’t knew how to smile , let alone smirk.

“It’s rare naming a child after thunder. Thora means thunder if you don’t know.”

I clench my fist. Who does he think of himself? I thought he was not like those typical males. But guess what they are sick heads.

“I know the meaning of my name quite well. I was named after thunder because the day I was found by my adopted mother. It was a thunderstorm that night.”

“She named me after it… finding it quite suitable to be a name.”

He doesn’t say anything and I curse myself in my mind for saying everything. Damm man! Why do you have to have such a big mouth Thora!

You are telling everything about yourself to a stranger you just met.

My thoughts are interrupted when he suddenly stops my head hits his chest.

Owww I hold my head. Was he made of stones or what? How can a person have so many muscles.

“I like your name. It suits you.”

And that’s when my friends, all the curses I opening my lips to scream at him. Stop. My mind going numb.

Did this man praised my name?

“There she is.”

He says and I follow his stare to have my eyes to widen. I run towards her, jumping over the tree branches to pick her up in my arms.

She was laying unconscious near a tree. Her small body limp in my arms.

“Elora! Wake my sweety. Wake up”

“Your friend is here…see..Elora?”

I say tapping her cheek , to get no response from her. My scared eyes, looking back at the man who casually leans against a tree and watches the encounter.

“Why…why isn’t she waking up? What happened to her?’

“She will wake up in a while.”

He barely says and I saw red. Rushing towards him to hold his shirts collar in my fists.

“Stop playing your games. What the fuc* did you do to her! How did you knew she was here?”

He doesn’t say anything, looking down at my grip on his shirt, to finally settle his stare at my eyes.

“Answer me dammit!”

I literally scream with tears running down my eyes , to see him still staring.

His dark orbs, seemed sucking my soul as I stared longer at them.

“Answer!!!”

I again scream , to only see the colour of his eyes changing. A yellow tinge surrounding his orbs and next I know, I was pinned back on the tree bark.

With his hands locking my wrist above my head.

I thrash, to only have him block my thighs , by placing his legs on my either side.

Locking my movement.

I hear heavy footsteps approaching and my eyes widen. But the stranger refuses to leave me.

His face moving closer to dip in my neck and I feel his breath at the place where my mark once stood. Making me go still.

“I wouldn’t have saved you if I wanted to hurt you.”

“Lea…ve me…what do you even want from me!”

I scream , staring into his dark orbs. To have him look at me with softened eyes. His grip on my wrist loosening as his breath hits my lips.

“My search has been completed with you Thora.”

“I have finally found you.”

He moves back from me,still staring.

Leaving me to have me slide down the bark of the tree.

I look at the distance where I see pack wolves approaching. Relief filling my chest.

But the very next second I look back, the stranger is gone.

Limping and staggering, I approach Elora, holding her face in palms.

When a presence is felt behind me, that shook my very core.

“What the fuc* have you done to her?”

Volkan’s cold voice made me go still and before I could even explain. He pulls Elora’s limp from my arms.

Hugging her to his chest. Like his world was dependent on her.

And that’s when the realisation struck hard.

Uncle?

Princess?

Sh**! Elora is a princess because she has Royal b***d in her veins. She was none other than the neice of the werewolf king himself.

She was the neice of Volkan Knight.

And now he thinks it was me who hurt her.