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Chapter 5: My savior and my enemy

It was now nighttime, and the house had been quiet for a while; this was my cue to get the hell out of

here! I opened the window, as quietly as I could, threw out the sheets that I fashioned into a rope and

began to make my descent.

My feet hit the ground, and I stilled, looking all around me, making sure no one was within sight. Finally,

the coast was clear, and I beelined it for the woods. I ran through the woods, my heavy breathing and

footsteps the only noise surrounding me. I had been running for a while now and decided to slow down

to conserve my energy. Nothing around me looked familiar, and it was so dark, making it difficult to see

anything, and the further I went into the forest, the denser it became.

The moon shone through a small opening in the trees, illuminating a small creek. I stopped to rest,

hoping the water may be clean enough for me to drink. Instead, I heard a low growl come from behind

me as I approached the water. I stilled, my breathing quickened, and my eyes darted all around me,

looking for the animal that the growl may have come from.

Suddenly, a pair of yellow eyes emerged from the trees on the other side of the water, glaring right at

me. My body froze, and I stopped breathing as fear crept up my spine. Then, the eyes came forward,

and it stepped into the light; what I saw couldn’t be fucking possible! It was a wolf, but not a normal

one; this wolf was massive and glaring right at me like I was its last meal.

I panicked and took off in the opposite direction. I could hear the wolf chasing after me; it was snarling,

growling and chomping its teeth. The sound of the beast's paws thudded against the ground and

echoed throughout the forest. Finally, I came to an abrupt stop as I reached the edge of a cliff. I stared

down, and it was a considerable drop, about 20 feet or more. I didn’t know if I would survive if I jumped.

Before I could come to a decision, the wolf chasing me plowed into me, pushing me right over the

edge. I tumbled down the side of the cliff, the rocks clawing at my skin. My body slammed into the

ground, and I heard a crack, but I only felt minimal pain as the adrenaline was racing through me.

I looked up at the wolf that stood on the edge of the cliff, watching me, and I must have hit my head

harder than I thought, as it looked like it was smiling at me? So much for escaping alive!

It leapt down from the cliff and landed almost gracefully; its head slowly rose to meet my gaze, then

stalked towards me, licking its lips. I tried to hurry away from it, but my body began to scream in pain,

not allowing me to move an inch.

The wolf barred its teeth at me, then chomped down on my leg, and I let out a blood-curdling scream.

The wolf began to drag me across the ground. I fought and tried to kick it with my other leg, but it only

growled at me and bit down harder.

My head was pounding, and my vision became clouded. Then, just as I was losing all hope and

considered defeat, I heard my name being called out. I looked up to see Damon standing on the edge

of the cliff; he observed the situation, and fury crossed his face.

He stepped back from the edge, and I gasped as he leapt over the edge; he was going to hurt himself

or kill himself. Instead, however, he shifted into an enormous black wolf when he was in midair.

I screamed in horror at the sight before me. Am I imagining things? Am I going crazy? He landed on

the other wolf, and they rolled away from me. Damon pinned the wolf under him and, seconds later,

ripped its throat out, tossing the head away like it was trash. His head snapped to me, staring at me

intently, then he started running towards me, and that’s when everything went black.

Damon POV:

I paced in my room, unable to get her off my mind. I walked over to the adjoining door so often that the

carpet was starting to wear down. I grasped the door handle, wanting to rush in there and capture her

lips with mine; the urge to taste her was driving me mad.

Kissing her on the cheek wasn’t enough; the soft feeling of her skin still lingered on my lips. I didn’t

hear any movement in her room for some time, which concerned my wolf and me.

My wolf was pacing, needing to find Amelia, to be with her and make her ours. However, something felt

off with him as well; he seemed to be worried.

Against my better judgement, I walked into her room, determined to be near her, but her bedroom was

empty. I checked all over, and she wasn’t there; that’s when I noticed the window was open and a

makeshift rope hung out the window. Fuck!

I looked out and scanned the yard, and she was nowhere to be seen; I howled in rage. Then, I mind-

linked Luca, telling him that she escaped and the grounds needed to be searched while I searched the

woods.

I leapt out the window and began running for the woods. I wanted to shift so bad that my skin ached

and burned, it would help me find her faster, but I worried if I saw her, she would be scared at the sight

of my wolf, scaring her off.

As I got further into the forest, I picked up on her scent, and she was close, but I also picked up the

smell of a rogue. Shit! Hopefully, it hadn’t found her. Because if he harmed her in any way, I would rip

him to pieces.

I heard faint growling to my left, and then a blood-curdling scream rang through my ears, almost

deafening me. I followed the sound, only to come upon a rogue, with his teeth embedded into her skin,

as he dragged Amelia by her leg.

“Amelia,” I shouted; she looked in my direction, and the expression on her face almost broke my heart.

I leapt off the cliff, and without thinking, I shifted into my wolf, letting my beast free, and we tackled the

rogue, knocking him off Amelia. I clamped my teeth down on his throat and ripped his head off his

body.

I was so fueled with rage and anger; I had almost forgotten she was here; my only focus was taking out

the rogue and destroying him. When she let out a shuddering breath, it brought me back to reality. My

gaze turned to her, and something was wrong with her. I started to run to her, and that’s when she

passed out cold.

I immediately shifted back to human and cradled her in my arms, I looked over her body, and she

seemed in bad shape. I wasn’t sure of the extent of her injuries, but she was losing a lot of blood from

her leg; I scooped her up and ran towards the pack house.

Once close enough, I linked with Luca, telling him to get a doctor to the infirmary immediately.

Luca was waiting for me as I entered the infirmary wing, and his eyes widened when he saw me. “What

the fuck happened?” He yelled out.

My eyes snapped to his, “A rogue attacked her.” I said through gritted teeth.

His brows shot up. “Fuck man, she doesn’t look good.” He said, pointing out the obvious.

“You fucking think?” I snapped at him.

I took her into one of the empty rooms and gently laid her down on the bed. A moment later, the doctor

rushed in and began to examine her.

I looked to the doctor. “Is she going to be, ok?” I asked nervously.

Her eyes roamed all over Amelia as her hands felt around her broken body. “She has quite a few

bruises and cuts, possibly some broken ribs, her leg is broken badly as well. The main vein in her leg

was punctured, and she is bleeding badly.” She looked into my eyes, a solemn expression. “We will do

everything we can.” She smiled.

My eyes narrowed on her. “That answer is not reassuring,” I said in a deadly tone. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

“I will do everything that I can to save her, Alpha. But I won’t be able to focus with you in here; I have to

ask you to leave.” She said shakily.

I snarled at her and shook with rage as my chest heaved. Luca came up behind me, putting a hand on

my shoulder. “She’s right; you need to give her space so that she can help her.” I glared at him, then

stormed out of the room.

I knew that if I were in there, I would probably cause more problems, but at the same time, I didn’t give

a shit! I just wanted to be with Amelia and not leave her side.

I grabbed a chair from the other room, dragged it into the hall, placed it next to her door, and sat down.

I wasn’t going anywhere until I knew she was alright.

Amelia POV:

The sound of machines beeping flooded my ears as the smell of medical equipment wafted in the air.

My whole body ached, and I felt so exhausted, it hurt even to open my eyes. I tried to reposition myself

on the bed, as my ass felt numb from being in one spot. Finally, I opened my eyes just a little to look

around, and I noticed Damon standing next to my bed.

“Here, let me help you.” He said softly. He gripped my hips gently and helped to turn me onto my side

slightly, then propped a pillow behind my back for support.

I gave him a drunken smile as my eyes fluttered open and shut. “Thank you.”

He caressed my check with his thumb, and I was out again.

I was startled awake, dreaming of the wolf that attacked me. My breathing was erratic, and my heart

began to feel like it was going a mile a minute.

Damon rushed to my side and engulfed me in his arms, then ran a hand down the length of my hair,

trying to soothe me. “Shh, it's ok. Your safe now.”

I closed my eyes and tried to calm myself, but then I remembered that Damon had turned into a wolf.

That’s when I began to panic, realizing he was right beside me, and I was in his arms.

I gasped, looking at him and tried to move away from him, pushing at his rock-solid chest. My eyes

widened in fear. “You…you…turned into a wolf,” I said, my voice wavering.

His expression became neutral. “No, Amelia, I didn’t. A wolf attacked you.”

I shoved him away from me, putting distance between us. “Yea, I know I was attacked by a wolf. But I

saw you jump off that cliff and turn into a wolf. I know I did!” I shouted.

He leaned closer to me, trying to eliminate the gap, but I put my hand up, stopping him. “Don’t come

near me; you’re a monster!”

He looked hurt by my words, “Amelia, I promise I won’t hurt you.” He said calmly.

I scoffed. “Won’t hurt me? Yet, you tore the head off that wolf; you killed it and in a brutal way. How in

the fuck, do you want me to believe that you won’t hurt me?” I asked him.

His expression became stern as he moved my hand away and leaned in closer to me. “If I hadn’t killed

that wolf, you would be dead by now, rotting inside its stomach. I saved your life; if I were going to hurt

you, Amelia, I would have killed you the moment I walked into that cell.” His tone was dark, but his

words held truth to them.

What Damon said made sense; he could have killed me at any time. He could’ve let that other man

attack me, but he didn’t, he had helped me, and this time, Damon saved my life.

Damon sighed heavily and ran a hand through his hair as he watched me. I didn’t know what to say or

how to react; I had just watched this man change into a wolf, something I only read about in stories.

I cleared my throat. “How?”

His brows scrunched together. “How, what?”

“How did you do that? And don’t lie to me; I know what I saw.” I said, narrowing my eyes on him.

He looked away from me. “I didn’t change into a wolf, Amelia. You were hallucinating.” His voice was

low.

I sat up in my bed. “Bullshit! Don’t lie to me! I know what I saw, and I saw you turn into a wolf!” I yelled

at him.

Damon whipped his head in my direction with a furious expression on his face. He leaned down,

placing his hands on either side of my head, caging me between his muscular arms. His eyes changed

from their beautiful blue to a dark shade of yellow. I sunk myself into the bed, terrified of him right now.

His jaw was clenched tightly, and his lip twitched. “Are you sure you saw me turn into a wolf? Are you

sure you weren’t just imagining things?” He tilted his head to the side, bringing his lips to my ear.

“Maybe, I am the big bad wolf, and you are my little red riding hood, and I’m just waiting for the perfect

opportunity to eat……you……up.” He reared back, and a sinister smile spread across his lips.

My lip quivered, and I bit down on it to keep it still. I was so afraid of this man and what he would do to

me. But my stupid ass reached up and slapped him across the face. His head whipped to the side upon

impact, and he slowly turned back to look back at me. He narrowed his eyes while grinning at me and

then started to laugh.

Damon leaned in again, bringing his face closer to mine. “You’re lucky you are injured and in this bed,

or else I’d spank that pretty little ass of yours for that stunt.” He gripped my chin tightly, causing me to

whimper. “Pull something like that again, and I promise you will regret it!” He spat.

He then stood from the bed, turned around and stormed out of the room, slamming the door shut. I had

finally let out the breath I didn’t know I had been holding in and started to hyperventilate as tears began

to pour down my face. I gathered myself and observed my body, taking note of my injuries, and that’s

when I saw my broken leg. My chest heaved, and more tears streamed down my face as I realized that

I was stuck here until my leg healed. Fuck! I’m never going to escape this place.