Chapter summary: Chapter 8 from the book My Hunted Mate by Tife Story
Discover the most important events of Chapter 8, a chapter full of surprises in the acclaimed novel My Hunted Mate. With the engaging writing of Tife Story, this Werewolf masterpiece continues to thrill and captivate with every page.
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When we landed in the water, mum managed to grab a hold onto me for support while we both swam to shore. I collapsed onto the sand in pure relief that we had managed to get away, shift back and only then notice that I am still bleeding from my injuries, I wince slightly as I press at the bite mark on my left hip.
My mum coughs loudly from behind me, I turn around to see her on her knees in the sand looking at her blood covered hands. I call for her, her eyes meet mine and she gives me a sad smile. She looks even paler than before which I didn't even think was possible.
" Mum? Where did that blood come from? " I whisper as I kneel down in front of her. My mum reaches around her back wincing as she does, I move around to see her hand is sitting on top of the blade my father had just before we jumped.
" No! " I whisper. " This isn't happening. This is not happening right now. "
My mum takes my cheeks in her blood covered hands. " it's alright Rina, it's all going to be alright. " she tells me. " Listen to me Rina, I need you to take the knife out. "
" no! You.. No! That'll make the bleeding faster! It'll kill you! " I cry.
" I'm already dying Rina. I don't want something he touched anywhere on me. Please just take it out. " She begs, making me nod.
Moving around her, I take the handle of the blade into my hand. I shut my eyes tightly as I pull it from my mum's flesh, she lets out a scream of pain. I toss the knife onto the sand, my mum lays back so her head is on my lap.
" No! I can fix this. " I tell her, nodding my head. " I can fix this. "
" Rina.. It's too late. " She mumbles.
My body shakes roughly as I sob, I wrap my arms around my mum's head holding her to me as I rock back and forth. I let out a loud, powerful scream that sends a burst of energy through the air.
Hours pass, the sky turns dark and the tide comes in but I still sit with my mum holding her and staring off at nothing, completely numb. Eventually I bring myself to look down at her, my fingers brush over her face to close her eyes. Not having anything to use to bury her with, I move her body closer to the water so the tide will take her.
Shifting back into my wolf, I let out a sorrow filled howl before turning and slowly walking toward the darkness of the trees nearby, I wander through the woods mindlessly until the sun rises in the sky.
Eventually I stumble upon a small apple orchard, I wander over to a few of the fallen apples eating them greedily until waves of nausea tell me I've had enough. Completely exhausted, I fall into my stomach with my paws tucked under my head. I close my eyes and start to go over the list of things I need to somehow gather if I want to survive, thanks to Alpha Jack I'd lost my bag pack with all of my things. It's only then that I notice I can no longer feel the pain from the injuries I got earlier, which means they've healed, no doubt leaving me behind a few new scars.
Letting out a huff at the thought of more marks covering my body, I try to remember how many that would be now, as I count I lull myself into a much needed dreamless sleep without even meaning to.

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