Brother’s Blood-III

Dominic had rose to his seat again. A while ago when his eyes were closed, he could hear Rose’s voice. She sounded so distressed that it worried him. Yet for some unknown reasons, he couldn’t open his eyes or find Rose around him.

Dominic hated the feeling of being chained but he knows that he couldn’t wake up no matter what.

Just then he heard a weak howl coming from his back. His eyes turned behind him, understanding that he wasn’t in the physical world but somewhere inside his mind.. or perhaps his own heart.

The howl began to sound clearer despite of how weak it was.

He pushed his feet to move, striding toward the sound of the howl that began to appear like a soft cry of small pup. At first he didn’t feel anything to hear the cry but his heart ache to hear the whimper of the animal that sounded broken, as though abandoned.

Walking toward the source of the voice, he found the wounded wolf that had sprawled on the ground. From its eyes were tears that continued to stream down.