Death Wolf Saga
Death Wolf Chapter 31

“Is asked what the fuc* have you done to her!”

He shouts at me, making me flinch. My throat going dry as I struggled to explain.

“I…I found her here like this…..I didn’t do anything…I swear.”

She stirs in his arms and his burning orbs shift from me to her.

He k****s her face, hugging her tightly to his chest. To only close his eyes and breathe heavily. Trying to calm himself now that his neice was safe in his arms.

He checked her pulse, clearing the small tendrils fallen on his face.

“Uncl….e?”

She whispers struggling to open her eyes and he nods at her, relieved.

“Oh Elora. I was so scared.”

Kissing her again, he engulfs her in his arms.

“I…am fine.. Uncle.”

She says in her sweet voice and I feel my heart finally at its normal pace. Thank god she is fine.

“Jason. Take her to the doctor. I will be there.”

Jason nods, coming forward. Taking Elora from Volkan’s hands. And all the men turn around to leave.

Except him.

His grey orbs were fixed at me and I gulp again.

Lowering my eyes.

He takes two long strides towards me and I hold the tree bark behind me. Leaning on it and trying to increase the distance between us.

“Volkan….I…swear I didn’t know ….I …”

He doesn’t stop. Placing his arms on my either side, he locks me between the tree and his huge frame.

His jaw hardened and eyes narrowed in slits.

“Look at me.”

I barely look up, his grey orbs looking darker . His nostrils flaring as he moves closer, making me go still.

“I…. didn’t hurt Elora…I would never-“

When he speaks. Interrupting me. His next words making colour to drain from my face.

“Who was the fuc*er?”

“Huh?”

I look at him innocently. To only see his eyes darken further as he slams his fist on the tree bark.

Making the wood to split into pieces.

“Don’t you dare lie bitc*! Why the hell do I smell a male scent all over you?”

The stranger…sh**! I am dead.

“Did you came here to fuc* him or is it that you are are conspiring with him to blackmail me?”

“Do you planned to use Elora as a pawn in your sick game? “

What the hell was he insinuating. I would never…I don’t even know the man.

I feel tears sting my eyes, at the accusations he was placing on me.

How can he even think that way?

“I…yes there was a man…he helped us….I swear I didn’t do anything…”

He stares. Not saying anything.

“Which kind of help requires physical contact Thora.”

His fingers move up to slide pass my chest to engulf around my neck. And I hold my breath.

My eyes widening.

“Which help requires him to k**s the place I fuc*ing placed my mark on!”

He says, tilting my face up , to have his face lower in the crook of my neck. His breath hitting my neck to make goosebumps appear on my skin.

His touch….it still excited me.

This was formidable…this was wrong.

He was not my mate now

He belonged to someone else.

“Volkan… please..”

I say , gulping air to fill my lungs to only feel his lips touch my mark.

“Please what Thora? You want me to continue?”

He says, making waves of pleasure to hit me. As my nails claw on the tree bark behind me.

“N….o…”

“Who was he?”

He asks, placing his other hand around my waist and pulling me to him. Making my front to flush against his chest.

“I ….I …..”

“Who was he dammit!”

He again asks, trailing k****s us my neck. To stop near my jaw. Breathing heavily.

“I….I swear I don’t know….I swear!”

“You are protecting him.”

Another tear leaves my eyes, feeling too helpless. How do I prove my innocence. How do I make him believe.

“Elora…I came to know…she was here… despite the rogue alert. I just came to save her.”

He doesn’t looks convinced. A scoff leaving his lips

“I never thought you will steep this low Thora.”

“Now I will tell you what happened here.”

Looking down at my mark space to settle at my eyes. He continues.

“You knew Elora was my niece and the most important person in my life. So you grew close to her. Trying to win over the innocent.”

“And now that she trusted you…you brought her here. Alone despite the rogue alert to kidnap her along with that lover of yours.”

“You plan to overthrow me along with that lover of yours.”

“Don’t you?”

I move my head in a no, desperate. But he doesn’t listen to me. Stepping back. He curses himself. Running his hand through his hear.

“Fuc*! I was so stupid! I thought you were so innocent!”

“I hated myself for rejecting you and hurting you!”

“I…I thought you didn’t accepted my rejection because you fuc*ing loved me!”

I go still ….did…did he wanted me to love him? I thought he hated me loving him?

I go still ….did…did he wanted me to love him? I thought he hated me loving him?

Everytime I thought his repulsion meant disgust for me…did he…did he felt something for me as well?

“How can I be so ignorant! How can I not know it was you!”

“Landon fuc* ing told me you were a slu*! Why didn’t I believe him!”

And then he suddenly turns around, looking back at me.

“How long? Since how long were you sleeping with that bast****? Are you the one letting out our secrets to the hunters?”

He comes forward as I look at him shocked. Holding my shoulders, he shakes me. Urging me to speak.

“What do you plan to do next? Have you found the prophesied one? Is that why you were searching for the book on death wolf that day?”

I shake my head in a no. But he was not listening to me.

“Is this why you are not accepting the rejection? You want to find the death wolf. Isn’t it?”

How do I tell him. The death wolf? What needs is to find it when the wolf speaks in my mind …when I feel it around me. When I hear it’s voice in my head.

“Volkan please! That’s enough! Stop!!! I don’t know! I don’t know what you are talking about!!!”

And that’s when he stills, moving back from me. His eyes looking down at me with so much disgust that I cringed.

“You don’t know?”

“I ..no …I don’t…”

He chuckles. Looking at me in disbelief.

“Don’t tell me next the you don’t even know the identity of person whose scent is all over you.”

Stepping closer. He takes out something from his pockets and next I know, I felt a burning pain on my wrist.

I look down to see him tieing a silver chain around my wrist and I struggle, to have his grip tighten on me.

As he whispers lowly.

“That’s the scent which was there when my entire family was brutally murdered in front of my eyes.”

“That’s the scent which I have been searching for last 5 years of my life for vengeance.”

“That’s the scent of Daniel Black.”

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“The leader of Hunters”

My mind froze and I go still. The pain on my wrist, forgotten. Tugging on the silver chains, he makes my numb form to hit his chest.

As he breathes heavily near my ear and whispers in a voice as cold as ice.

“And I can do anything to destroy him and anyone related to him.”

“Mate or not.”