The Last White Wolf novel Chapter 41

Mate this. Mate that. Truthfully I wanted to be his mate but with everyone saying I wasn't was making me upset. I used that anger on Austin knowing it wasn't his fault it was mine. I'm the one who didn't want to go that far, I'm still scared. To actually compare him to Milo... I know I'd crossed the line. Why did I have to say that? "Are you almost done?" Karla spoke from outside startling me from my thoughts.

"Y-yeah... I'm almost done." I lied throwing off the cloth and placing the new one on in haste. I wrapped it around my waist the way I've seen them put it on before, tucking it in and over to let it dangle. I placed on the arm ribbon, tying it so the ending brushed against my skin every now and then. I rushed out of the tent tapping Karla.

"Finally. I really love that color on you!" A smile danced on her lips as she pecked my cheek before walking towards the front of the camp site. The entire way there my body was trembling with questions. I couldn't get it out of my head and if I did then that mean I didn't care. But, I did. He was only staying by my side because he wanted to...right? He didn't ask that much, he just stayed. Why did I have to get upset over something so small like this?

"Hi Karla!"

"Hi!" I looked up to see everyone greeting her, even there eyes landed on mine with shame and pity before contacting back to hers. I sighed entering the tent we reach quickly. The area inside of the tent was extensive, the stretching of it nearly as big of the mating dance. The roof of the tent reflecting all of the lights from the ground and wall torches down to the wall making the place look as if the sun was upon us instead of outside. I didn't even have to worry about staying warm since it was pretty cozy in here. The only problem was the crowd. It was filled with different types of tribe members, ones from attacked who scurried here or that were found.

The reason why Karla brought me here was to search for my tribe members. Apparently(I don't know how but) she heard about it. Now that I think about it, I believe everyone here probably knows our story. That our Tribe, so weak, it fell under Xylouris leaving us wild with no home. If they didn't hear that maybe they heard about the weak white wolf who can't even shift, yeah. That's the story that has been going on lately. No one even cares about the attack, it was mostly me they were worried about.

It was cold outside, yet warm... the sun was shinning down upon my skin, its string radiant light so tough that I could see the light in the darkness of my closed eyes. I soon nodded of... the thoughts dancing in my head soon faded into a light snore.

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Something soft pressed on the snow startling me as I shot up looking around. When my eyes landed on the sight I didn't know what to do. Trent was walking side by side with Austin, them chatting up something funny or helpful. Either way I didn't know what to do. I could get up and attack Trent with my brotherly love but then Austin would be there... glaring at me with that sight in his eyes. Or I could try talking to Austin and apologize. Like if. As soon as one word would leave me that is directed to him... he would leave.