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All Chapters of TAMING THE LOST WOLF.: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15
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11. Unexpected patners.
TAMING THE LOST WOLF./Shelmith
CONAN.I stand there dumbfounded, staring at the necklace hanging off my fingers like it’s alien technology, unsure if I am entitled to jump to conclusions. So I found her necklace where the sheep were mauled, what exactly did this prove? It is a small town, maybe she came to visit a while ago and dropped it…And I had found her on the opposite side of the forest.‘Are you making excuses for her?’’ my wolf asks.Had she been running towards or away from something? The blood in her hands… was it human or animal blood? I cannot remember. Didn’t I check? Why didn’t I check?She is only human, what am I doing entertaining these thoughts? This is the work of a wolf. A rogue wolf. I remind myself. But she smells nothing like a wolf.But then again, what are these episodes she keeps having? Ending up in the middle of the forest heading to God knows where, then shrugging her shoulders and saying ‘Oh, I do that sometimes,’ as if she's talking about the most ordinary thing in the world?“Are yo
Last Updated : 2024-05-1412. A brother's love.
TAMING THE LOST WOLF./Shelmith
WILDA.Damian does not speak or look at me the whole way. His grip on my arm does not loosen either. It is as if he is afraid I might still run away or something.We walk to the house in silence, my heart beating hard in my chest and my palms dripping with sweat. what will happen to me? What will I say should he ask me what I remembered? What did I remember?Grey fur… yellow eyes… white fur… red eyes… skin turning inside out into fur… the sound of bones crushing… my father… am I going crazy? Why did no one tell me I was there? Why did no one tell me I was the reason for my father’s death?My eyes begin to tear up as my chest grows heavier. No. I will not cry. Not in front of my sadistic brother. I sneak a look at him walking beside me, eyes locked on our house in the distance, there is a troubled expression on his face I have never seen before. It disappears the minute he notices me watching him and I look away immediately.Somehow, I get the feeling he will not continue his interrog
Last Updated : 2024-05-1613. Dreams vs Reality.
TAMING THE LOST WOLF./Shelmith
WILDA.I'm running in the woods. It's dark and I can't tell what time of the night it is. The woods are dark as midnight on a moonless night, but somehow, I can still see the shadows of bushes and trees. The night is quiet, the only sound that of my footsteps and behind me… panting…panting… like the sound of a dog… or a wolf.My heart pounds in my chest. ‘Run faster,’ My brain pleads. Despite my efforts, I do not seem to be moving at all. I feel as if I'm running on a treadmill, all effort but no distance.Branches break behind me, fallen twigs snap under the weight of my pursuer's feet, dry fallen leaves crunch under shoes, the sound coming closer and closer, each sound making my heart race faster and my efforts seem pointless.“Wildaaaa...” A voice sings, the familiarity of the sound making the cold air catch in my throat. Goosebumps grow on my bare arms, nothing to do with the cold that makes the air I exhale visible before me.‘I need to get away.’ I think, willing my legs to move
Last Updated : 2024-05-2414. Chivalry fell on his sword.
TAMING THE LOST WOLF./Shelmith
WILDA Before logic can convince me otherwise, I wrap my small towel around my body and step out of the shower, sparing a moment to wipe the steam off the mirror, just to make sure I look as best as I can considering the circumstances. The bags under my eyes are still visible, but the red in my eyes is gone and I am flushed enough that, thanks to the hot shower... or maybe the man in my room, I no longer look like a ghost. I freeze in place the minute I step out of the bathroom and catch a glimpse of him, closing the door behind me to stop the steam from following me into the room. His head lifts at the sound of the door closing and a second later, blue eyes stare back at mine with such intensity my legs almost turn to spaghetti. Cooked spaghetti. I find myself unable to move, breathe or think as his gaze drops to the towel around me, down to my legs,lingering for a second before meeting my eyes and dropping to the towel again. I get the feeling that he wants it off, that he wan
Last Updated : 2024-05-2715. Daddy issues.
TAMING THE LOST WOLF./Shelmith
CONAN The guilt I feel as I leave Wilda's room is overwhelming. 'I did what I has to do to get to the truth.' I try to convince myself. 'And it's not like my feelings were fake.' I say to myself. I just used them to manipulate her. Which sounds really bad, now that I think about it. But then again, the whole point of finding the prophesied wolf was to manipulate it to be on our side. It was never expected that the wolf would come with us willingly. I just never expected to feel any amount of guilt over the methods. 'Any other person would do the same.' I tell myself. And I don't even know Wilda enough to feel like I'm betraying her... I already have a degree of her trust, I should be glad over the advantage I have over anyone else who would try to manipulate her. I should be glad. I'm doing exactly what I came here to do. So why is my heart heavy? Why in The Moon goddess's name did I get involved with her? I look around the majestic corridors of the Gray's mansion to distract
Last Updated : 2024-06-12
