The Last White Wolf novel Chapter 26

"I'll get him..." Silas said gently walking over to Chance trying to soothe him. Milo's scent was stained onto Chance, he was... I... Oh my god. I fell to my knees placing my hands over my head holding in the painful screams and cry that wanted to escape me. Why is this happening to him!?!? He didn't deserve any of this yet... All of these bad things were glueing to him...

"No..." He shrieked knocking Silas's grip off of him. He tumbled back to the snowing crying in pain, refusing to leave that spot. Seeing him like that broke my heart, it was made me want to kill Milo. I wanted to feel his blood on my hands so bad. The anger flashed through me as I stood taking my anger out on the tree. I smashed my fist into the tree repeatedly wanting this feeling to go away. "Please... Austin..."

I turned around to look at him. Silas was a foot away from Chance, Forrest right by his side as Jett was looking at him in pity. Silas gestured me to him, I hesitated a bit before walking over to him. The fact that Milo's scent was in him killed me on the inside. "Chance, I'm here..."

"I'm so sorry..." he apologized as I bent down to look at him. His usual bright caramel skin was paler, he curled deeper into a ball hiding his face from me. "I'm so sorry I'm weak..."

"Chance you're not weak..." I placed my hand on his as he flinched pulling away. I could feel the anger causing tears to fill in my eyes, I hated it. I didn't like seeing him in this kind of emotional/physical corrupted state. "Chance-"

"Please let me just lay here and die."

I wrapped my arms around his body as he began to squirm roughly and tremble trying his hardest to push me back. He started to scream his cries pushing me back as I placed him on his feet. He screamed once more but got cut off but a sudden feeling in his stomach. He pushed me back placing his hand on the tree as he started to vomit. "I-" I froze at his weakened body as he fell to the ground continuing to puke. "I shouldn't have left you alone... I'm sorry."

*Silas's POV*

"He shouldn't have to be ready. He shouldn't have to deal with this crap. None of it is his fault, it never was." I frowned knowing he was right, he never asked for any of this. Chance never wanted to be apart of the pack, he never wanted to be a wolf, and he surely didn't want Milo to hate him if he didn't get chosen. But, the fact of him trusting Milo and Milo turning on that, made the effect greater.

Austin sighed as I waited a little bit longer with him. I stood patting him on the shoulder before taking a leave. Not even 3 feet away did the thud and the 'SHUT UP' being screamed send me to turn around as Austin jumped to his feet, bursting into Chance's tent.

*Chance's POV*

I curled up in the bed unable to cry anymore tears, just sob quietly to myself. I could hear Silas and Austin outside of my tent talking about me, yet I didn't care. I could still feel Milo's hand press roughly against my tight as he... I tried to curl into a smaller ball wrapping my arms around myself to get the feeling off. It was no use. The throbbing pain remained reminding me of the event that occurred. I pulled the blanket over me feeling the bitter coldness that I was pinned down against. Austin said he would protect me, yet he wasn't there to do anything. Milo said he loved me and that he wouldn't want to hurt me like Austin did, yet he hurt me far worse than anyone ever did. Both of them, can die.