Gone.

ALEXAKIS POV

As I watched the girl lying on the floor, I was forced to do the next best thing I could think of...

I transformed back into my wolf form.

The first person I came across, I tore him to pieces with my sharp fangs. The howling of pain that the man let out gave me little satisfaction from all the anger blazing within me. I released him and grabbed the next person I could lay my hands on, I clawed him and heard him gasp for breath. By the time I looked at the wound I gave him, I saw it was a cut to his stomach. The wound was so wide, I doubted the man would survive it, but I didn't care.

A bullet wheezed past my ears and I trained my eyes on the person that I knew who shot it. The moment my eyes settled on the man, he took a step back and another and another. I stalked toward him and refused to back down. I got to him and jumped on him. My fang sank into his face and I bit off a chunk of flesh from it. Another heart-shattering scream rented the air.

By the time I jumped down from him and tried to move to my next target, I saw that about ten of the hunters already surrounded me, circling me to keep me trapped. I refused to back down and just advanced to one of them. As I tried to claw the man, two more of them moved to us and held me from behind.

Another one of them held my calf where I was injured and I let out an agonized cry. They all laughed and the man pressed his nails into the wound even harder. I snagged at his arm and sank my teeth in a spot there. The result was he released me immediately. The others lost their hold on me from the fright too and I was a free wolf again.

I looked behind me and saw the man that claimed to be the father of the injured girl trying to pick her up. I knew I could not let her be taken back to the house with these wicked people. So I rushed to her and stood between her unconscious and bleeding body and her father. Each time the man try to advance, I snarled at him and he withdrew.

I felt my strength failing already and I knew that if I didn't do something soon, I might lose out on the fight. The injuries I sustained had bled too much and it was affecting me. But I would defend the girl until my last breath, if not for anything, then for the help she rendered to me when I was injured.

Moreso, I felt this kind of bond with her that I couldn't explain.

When the woman with the man saw that I was not ready to leave the girl for them, she went to the man and whispered something to him. The man in return raised his hands in the air and every one of the hunters stopped and dropped their weapons. They all retreated and I was left alone with the girl.

I shifted back into my human form, completely naked and in pain. I picked up the girl and raced into the woods. I kept running with her as my strength could take, making sure I put enough distance between her and the evil people that were supposedly her family.

By the time I felt the distance was enough, I dropped her on a rock and tried to figure out a way to treat her. I laid her on her stomach and pulled the arrow out. Blood gushed out and I heard her grunt.

"By God, are you a fool?" I heard a man say from the forest.

I snarled at him, thinking he was one of the hunters that were trying to hurt us back at the house. He opened his mouth and showed me his fangs and I relaxed. I beckoned on him to come closer and he obeyed.

"You don't remove that kind of weapon like that. Especially when you don't have anything to stop the bleeding with." He educated me. He removed the skin he had crossed over his shoulder and began to rearrange the things in it on the rock beside the girl. When he was done, he began to work on her wound.

I watched silently and protectively as he continued to work, using clothe after clothe to get the blood. When it finally ceased a bit, he ground some kind of leaves and applied them on the face of the injury. He also forced the girl to drink some kind of concoction from his bottle. All through the act, I was just silently observing.

I was afraid for the life of the girl, especially with the way she kept thrashing about in her sleep. She was also sweating too much for what should be considered normal. I was just about to ask if she was going to survive when the strange man taking care of her sighed and it was one of relief.

"She will live." He told me, knowing that the question was already on the tips of my lips.

I sighed too. Happy that the girl would not be losing her life just because she helped me.

All the wounds I sustained began to hurt at once and I felt like my body was left on fire. I tried to suppress the feeling but the man chuckled. He held my calf first and examined it. He nodded to himself and made another paste which he covered the injury with, before tying it with a piece of clothing he tore. He took care of the rest of the injuries too.

When he was done, I nodded my thanks to him.

"My name is Stephen and I'm a werewolf doctor." He said as an introduction. He extended his hand out and I took it. However, I refused to tell him my name or who I was. He took the clue and didn't bother to ask me abtgujg again.

"I have to keep moving now." He told me.

After he was gone and I was sure that the girl with me was still breathing, I rested my head on the rock beside her and closed my eyes to get some rest.

By the time I woke up a few hours later, the girl was gone.