eyes I begin the chant that would hopefully bring him back from the brink of death, it wasn’t always a guarantee in extreme cases like his.
The only way he would live is if he fought for it.
I sense others joining us as I continue to speak in a language only a wolf would know.
When nothing seems to happen I open my eyes just as Dillon’s eyes close and he sucks in a shallow breath before becoming lifeless in my hands.
“No, no, you can’t die like this, I won’t allow it.” I bark out.
“You’re going to have to just let him go, Parker.” Pops whispers as he kneels down beside me.
I shake my head as I begin my chant again.
Over and over the words spill from my lips, pleading, and begging, for him to return to us.
And just when I’m about to give up he sucks in a deep breath of air, and then another.
Smiling, I chant until his eyes open and his wounds all but disappear.
“I’m glad you came back.” I laugh softly as I place my hand over his chest just to feel his heartbeat.
He had been the first wolf I had ever healed.
“I’m sorry I left.” He whispers. “I’m sorry about everything, Parker.”
I nod and fight my tears back. “Everything will be fine now.”
He nods. “I do want to be your second, Parker. I hate the feeling of being all alone.”
“Are you sure, you do know that you’ll be leaving the Redwood pack behind for good, all of your family, and friends as well.” I inquire.
He nods sternly. “I am. I didn’t have much worth with the Redwood pack anyway. It wouldn’t have been long before London had me killed.”
“Alright, but we can’t do this in the open like this, we need to get inside.” I reply standing to my feet with my hand held out to him.
He takes it and I pull him to his feet.
“Since you’re out here now, we might as well move you to your new room.” Pops states brining my attention to him.
I had forgotten that he and the others were even there.
I nod in agreement and he motions for us to follow him past the other Hunters that had gathered around.
Dillon holds tight to my hand as I lead him.
I understood his fear well.
Hunters meant death, at least that’s what we had all been taught since we were young pups.
And here we were two wolves stuck in a lion’s den.
Moving to the new room we thankfully walk into what appeared to be a much larger room with two additional rooms attached.
“You’re going to need to make plans on leaving soon, Parker.” Pops mentions.
I nod. “I’ll start planning tonight after I get the information we need from him.” I nod to Dillon.
“Good, just let me know what I can do to help.” He replies. “Before I leave you guys I filled the fridge inside with everything you might need and I also had my daughter bring over some clothes for you to use.”
“Thank you.” I reply gratefully.
In true Pops fashion he nods and then leaves without another word spoken.
Damon shuts the door and turns towards us just as Dillon takes on his wolf form.
He grins goofily as a wolf with his tongue hanging out the side.
“A little warning would have been nice.” Damon spits out.
“Here’s your warning then.” I reply before turning into a wolf myself.
Moving with precise movements I stalk Dillon until he positions himself in a submissive stance.
With quick movements I begin and end the ritual for him to become my second.
Letting go of him I transform back into my human form to set Damon at ease.
“What did you two just do?” Damon questions while pointing towards Dillon.
“I just made him my second.” I answer easily as I make my way over to the refrigerator.
Following me in, he stands just behind the door as I rummage through the food looking for something for both Dillon and I to eat.
“Was that really all that it takes?” He asks abruptly.
I nod pulling out two thawed steaks that were lying on a plate ready to eat. “It doesn’t look like much but it’s huge for our wolves.”
He watches me for a
The only way he would live is if he fought for it.
I sense others joining us as I continue to speak in a language only a wolf would know.
When nothing seems to happen I open my eyes just as Dillon’s eyes close and he sucks in a shallow breath before becoming lifeless in my hands.
“No, no, you can’t die like this, I won’t allow it.” I bark out.
“You’re going to have to just let him go, Parker.” Pops whispers as he kneels down beside me.
I shake my head as I begin my chant again.
Over and over the words spill from my lips, pleading, and begging, for him to return to us.
And just when I’m about to give up he sucks in a deep breath of air, and then another.
Smiling, I chant until his eyes open and his wounds all but disappear.
“I’m glad you came back.” I laugh softly as I place my hand over his chest just to feel his heartbeat.
He had been the first wolf I had ever healed.
“I’m sorry I left.” He whispers. “I’m sorry about everything, Parker.”
I nod and fight my tears back. “Everything will be fine now.”
He nods. “I do want to be your second, Parker. I hate the feeling of being all alone.”
“Are you sure, you do know that you’ll be leaving the Redwood pack behind for good, all of your family, and friends as well.” I inquire.
He nods sternly. “I am. I didn’t have much worth with the Redwood pack anyway. It wouldn’t have been long before London had me killed.”
“Alright, but we can’t do this in the open like this, we need to get inside.” I reply standing to my feet with my hand held out to him.
He takes it and I pull him to his feet.
“Since you’re out here now, we might as well move you to your new room.” Pops states brining my attention to him.
I had forgotten that he and the others were even there.
I nod in agreement and he motions for us to follow him past the other Hunters that had gathered around.
Dillon holds tight to my hand as I lead him.
I understood his fear well.
Hunters meant death, at least that’s what we had all been taught since we were young pups.
And here we were two wolves stuck in a lion’s den.
Moving to the new room we thankfully walk into what appeared to be a much larger room with two additional rooms attached.
“You’re going to need to make plans on leaving soon, Parker.” Pops mentions.
I nod. “I’ll start planning tonight after I get the information we need from him.” I nod to Dillon.
“Good, just let me know what I can do to help.” He replies. “Before I leave you guys I filled the fridge inside with everything you might need and I also had my daughter bring over some clothes for you to use.”
“Thank you.” I reply gratefully.
In true Pops fashion he nods and then leaves without another word spoken.
Damon shuts the door and turns towards us just as Dillon takes on his wolf form.
He grins goofily as a wolf with his tongue hanging out the side.
“A little warning would have been nice.” Damon spits out.
“Here’s your warning then.” I reply before turning into a wolf myself.
Moving with precise movements I stalk Dillon until he positions himself in a submissive stance.
With quick movements I begin and end the ritual for him to become my second.
Letting go of him I transform back into my human form to set Damon at ease.
“What did you two just do?” Damon questions while pointing towards Dillon.
“I just made him my second.” I answer easily as I make my way over to the refrigerator.
Following me in, he stands just behind the door as I rummage through the food looking for something for both Dillon and I to eat.
“Was that really all that it takes?” He asks abruptly.
I nod pulling out two thawed steaks that were lying on a plate ready to eat. “It doesn’t look like much but it’s huge for our wolves.”
He watches me for a
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