The Last White Wolf novel Chapter 17

"Yes, I'm finished by the way." He hugged tightly me before pulling me over to the bed, I slid in first as he did the same wrapping his arms around me. "Are you sure your's doesn't?"

"I'm sure..." Weird I thought pushing my body back against his front. I had started dozing off from just his warmth before my name slipped out of his mouth, "Chance?"

"...yes?"

"The reason why I don't want you to see Milo right now is because...he's in a deep coma." The words echo'ed through my brain as I could feel the guilt settle in. It was all my fault he was in this condition. Austin hugged me tighter, "Ever thing's going to be alright..." He tried to soothe, but even he couldn't calm these feelings of shame and regret.

I sat up removing Austin's grip from me. I had tried but I couldn't sleep, and Austin couldn't make these feelings go away, nor these thoughts. Rubbing my head, I crept out of from the covers and bed walking over the exit. I didn't bother to wake him, if I did, I'll just be bother him. Shuffling out of the tent and into the snow barefooted wasn't good either but It took me away from my thoughts for a little while. How ironic, it was already the crack of dawn and I got no sleep, better yet, Austin was sleeping like a baby. Half of the tribe was up moving things around and readjusting the tents. Some little pups were running around playing tag I guess, and for the most part, I envied them for being so happy.

The snow that caused my feet to sink under was thick, and extremely cold. It must have grew another 2 inches up here, last night it wasn't that bad. I dragged my feet through the snow like an idiot, the only one actually struggling to walk around in this damn forsaken weather as I looked around for any of the other pack members or someone to direct me where Milo was. I knew even if I go see Milo I would definitely break down but, that shouldn't mean I shouldn't visit him. I was the reason for him to get hurt so I minus well spend some time there with him. If only if he hadn't jumped in the way and let me get attacked, if he would have just let me take the scars instead... I wouldn't feel like this. I wish I could take his place.

'He's that way...' my wolf growled softly.

"Hmm?"

I grabbed Milo's hand, feeling the faint warmth he was giving off. It was hard to tell actually, if he was going to survive or not, all we could do was hope for the best. If he died, Chance would surely freak, and if he lived, the distance between Austin and Chance would surely increase. But, I won't speak negative about this situation, the best thing to do is speak the positive into existence.

"...Silas..."

The weak tug on my hand sent my heart racing as I stared down at Milo. He keep his eyes close but it was clear that he was awake, well barely. "Milo? How are you feeling? Do you-"