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The Last White Wolf novel Chapter 74

Summary for Chapter 74: The Last White Wolf

Chapter summary of Chapter 74 – The Last White Wolf by Sora

In Chapter 74, 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.

"Playing when you're suppose to be training?" The dirty blond hair boy asked as the boy stood to his feet.

"I-I was... I- Milo... Said- I'm Sorry..." He frowned as he walked passed his alpha who followed behind him to the tribe. Milo tried to follow them but the Alpha shot a glare at him as Milo snarled in anger... It was completely obvious on what was going on yet... Milo balled in his fist as he walked away, the Alpha turning back to the caramel boy as he lifted up his hand and lightly stroked one of his curls. Of course, like an idiot that caramel boy was, he just looked back thinking it was wind or something as his alpha just cleared his throat and walked along.

"Levi, lets go." Marcus called to me as I nodded jumping down and shifting back. There were already problems without me here... I Like...

They hadn't even realized it themselves. Well, Austin knew, and Milo knew, but Chance. Oh How clueless this boy was. Over the boys who loved him and he fancied them both. It was clear to anyone, just how stupid Chance was. It was clueless to humans. It was easy, I thought. It would be easy for me to easy separate those three, cause more drama, and stir the trouble up so much that you couldn't un mix it. But, I wanted Milo to myself. Not in a romantic mate way, yet, I fell instead.

He was just the right person I needed. One who felt betrayed, blinded by love, and a deep hatred from it, ohh but I fucked up, and I fucked up bad. I fell for him, and trusted him, he wasn't ready to hurt the one he loves like he promised he was, if I could bestow the power of revenge for him. And that's what I plan on doing, and I'm not going to let this, 'I Love you but don't' bull shit stand in my way.

So what if he doesn't want to go along with the attack anymore? So what if he wants to just put everything behind and get with Chance? I don't care- yeah right. After everything I did for him, risking my identity for him. It was okay, today was the day anyways. Oh, it was Levi killing all those innocent tribes? Burn me bitch, only if you don't get burned first. 1st law of werewolves, when they bite, snap back. Or thou wolf shall be crushed by the palm of my hand. Funny and cute huh? I made it myself, sort of.

"Levi!" I was turned roughly in my tracks as I looked at the weak pathetic boy. "...You're...still doing it?"

"Well, I certainly can't back out of war 'I caused' by myself." I stated coldly as I removed Milo's grip and walked over to the prepared werewolves.

I was so happy, it wasn't unnatural. I mean, I actually have something- someone to look forwards to seeing everyday, except this week. The hunting actually went pretty good to where we could come back a day early. We were only suppose to hunt a certain amount, and just the second day we finished. We just decided to hunt more. It just made more sense, it would save us the time instead of traveling back every month. Especially on enemies territory.

I walked through the forest as I carried most of the load of meat. Many followed behind chatting and most, but I was by myself. Simply because I didn't want to talk, I had nothing to say. All in my mind right now was Chance, and if he was okay. Silas and Forrest promised to watch over him, so I'm sure he was okay. I just...don't trust Karla. She wanted Chance, and I could see it in her eyes, She's a dominant female, and Chance was recessive. I wouldn't know what to do, but... as stupid and sad as this might sound... I was somewhat glad he at least had a mark on him. Then Karla couldn't get passed to him.

Yawning, I move forward, really wanting to get there as soon as possible. We were already close, and I was way to excited to see him.

"Saige!!" Someone screamed shocking us all. Then it hit me. The burning smell of wood and the loud crackling of bark breaking and sizzling. The slamming of feet to the snow, the growling and howling, screams and cries, tent fabric burning leaving the awful sent. Foul bodies, blood, fear, anger rage. I could smell it all. I could taste the feeling son my tongue as my legs went numb with that needling prickly feeling. Chance!

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