Chapter summary of Chapter 29 – The Last White Wolf by Sora
In Chapter 29, a key chapter of the acclaimed Internet novel The Last White Wolf by Sora, readers are drawn deeper into a story filled with emotion, conflict, and transformation. This chapter brings crucial developments and plot twists that make it essential reading. Whether you’re new to the book or a loyal fan, this section delivers unforgettable moments that define the essence of The Last White Wolf.
I crawled over to him sitting on the back of my calf's. I stared at the soaps as he handed me the one I was piratically drooling over. I don't know why but I loved the mint flavored scent Pelargonium graveolens leaves gave off. "Can we use this one?"Â
"Chance, you can use which ever one you want," he chuckled causing me to smile. I nodded setting it down the soap filled herb beads on the sponge like cloth. I started to pull off my shirt but was interfered by Austin helping me. He tossed it onto the snow then reached for my sweats as I rose off of the ground a bit to make it easier. He stopped there not even wanting to go any farther due to the situation but I was grateful he was thinking of me. He stood turning around as I removed the boxers and slipped into the river. The clean cold water splashed against my skin as I got used to the originally feeling immediately basically sinking in. I turned around because of the sound of feet scraping against the snow to see Austin walking away.Â
"Where are you going?"
"Not far, when you're dont just call for me, I'll come get you."
"That's not what I meant." I informed as he turned around. I could feel my cheeks burn in embarrassment and disobedience against my mind. "I mean, you're not going to...join?"
"I-," he looked a bit unsettled as he fought for something to say, "I don't think that's a good idea."
"Am I that dirty?" I asked causing him to sigh in frustration. Austin walked over to the river removing his clothes as he stepped in.Â
"No," he sighed grabbing the soap and cloth. "There is nothing that will make me stop wanting to be next to you." He pulled me to him and instead of falling for my legs giving out I tripped on a rock. He picked me up in haste, pulling me to my feet with one hand. The other hand he held the towel not sure if he could or not. I hesitated again, not knowing if it was a good thing to do especial after that just happening. But, I really wanted Austin to cleanse me, to take away the memory, and if not to destroy at least release me from it. I grabbed two soap beads giving them to Austin, it took him awhile to fight with his mind to do it or not but eventually he did. "If you're not-"
- MINOR WARNING -BEGINS- -
I slump my head down hiding the mixed expressions on my face. Austin pulled me to him as I started crying, "I told you that you don't need to pretend. It'll take time and I'll be with you there every step of the way so don't try hurting yourself even more." Lifting my face up, he splashed water on my face laughing as I pouted in disappointment. "I'll stop teasing you," he informed placing his lips on mine. With just the peck I was completely captivated pushing my body up against his(though that wasn't a good idea at all). He slipped his tongue into my mouth, a small groan escaping him as he felt me brush up against him. Hastily his hand with the cloth moved downward finding me as he rubbed the cloth against me after getting a firm grip. His tongue explored my mouth confusing me on what I was suppose to concentrate on, the cloth rubbed up and down my shaft making me moan into the kiss.
"Austin," I whimpered getting angry, "Move the fucking cloth..." he chuckled throwing the cloth to the side replacing his grip onto me as I groaned at his touch. Pushing my hand up against his shoulder feeling the sweat secreted through my pores making my moans grow louder. My scent was escaping through my pores also as I could tell be the way he dug his face into my neck kissing and licking me. His strokes grew faster making me hormones go wild, I arched deeper into his hand wanting him to feel everything of me. He didn't stop when he noticed me stifle my moans, every breath in me started to get caught in my throat. The pleasure his hands was sending me felt too good and the settlement in my middles proved it. I clenched his forearm feeling my body jolt a little bit.Â

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