Chapter 179 Fight to the death
Doris closed the flap before Beth could see out of it. Her heart rate sped up to a hundred and she could barely hear anything over it. The feeling in her stomach was justified, she knew something bad was coming. Now it was here and she didn’t know what to do.
“What was it?” Beth asked from behind her. Her eyes were wide and innocent-Doris only felt her panic heighten. She had to protect Beth-nothing else mattered but Beth and her unborn baby.
“…” Doris gripped Beth’s arm and moved her to the back of the tent where it was the darkest. She quickly grabbed the blankets off the bed and put them around Beth in an attempt to hide her. “I need you to stay here and hide. No matter what you hear, do not come out. Do you understand me?” Doris whispered. “You can not make a single sound once I leave.”
Now Beth’s eyes were terrified. “What are you talking about-”
“Please, stay quiet.” Doris begged. “I need you to listen to me.”
Beth quickly nodded with tears running down her cheeks. She knew that Beth wouldn’t be able to defend herself, it was up to Doris to get them out of this alive. She was the only one that could shift into a wolf and have a chance to save them-she could do this. She had to do this.
“Don’t be afraid. I’m going to shift, please don’t follow me, okay?” Doris squeezed her hand before she turned away from her.
Cordelia didn’t have to say a word. She stepped into control instantly with Doris at her side. Doris could barely acknowledge the agonizing feel of her bones cracking and being put back together. It was like all the pain was nothing compared to the adrenaline that pumped through her body. If she had to, she bet she could’ve run a hundred miles in minutes.
Seconds later, she was a white wolf with nothing on her mind but to protect her friend and any other guard that might still be out there alive. Doris stepped over her shredded clothes and poked her head out of the flap quietly.
She didn’t realize how much louder everything was when she was a wolf. She heard the steps and grunts of men not too far off from where she was. She couldn’t tell if they were on her side or not. Where the guards going after who did this?
Blood soaked the snow. Doris moved out of the tent and far from it in case it drew too much attention. She didn’t need anyone going after Beth when her back was turned. Doris stepped over the bodies of guards that were meant to protect. It was strange how she didn’t hear their deaths until it seemed to be all over.
Was it all over?
Bodies laid across the clearing. Guards she had just passed hours ago that followed her in the snow and made sure she was alright before she went to bed. Every single guard in the camp looked… dead. All of them. Dozens of guards laid lifeless around her and her mind wanted to run screaming.
Doris cleared her mind and tried to listen for the men again now that she knew they weren’t on her side. The heavy grunts were gone, far off as if the man or men had fled. Perhaps they didn’t know Doris was here and they only wanted to take out William’s men
“There she is!” A voice shouted from the trees. Doris turned and saw four men rush out of the darkness and head straight for her.
Cordelia reacted before Doris could. She moved Doris out of the way and bit down on the nearest man’s arm before he could hit her. His scream didn’t even reach her ears. It was as if she could hear nothing but the sound of her own heart in her chest as she defended herself.
Another man grabbed Doris’s neck, she turned her head and sunk her teeth into his neck before he could choke the life out of her. He went down hard trying to stop the blood that gushed from his neck. Doris quickly turned away before it distracted her thoughts from what she had to do.
One of the men must have shifted while she turned away. A grey wolf tackled her to the ground and tried his best to get his teeth around her arm. Cordelia was faster. She tore through the wolf like he was a stuffed animal. She tore his leg until it was in bloody shreds, but it wasn’t enough. The wolf fought back with sharp teeth just inches from her leg.
The limping wolf grabbed her leg and pulled her harshly off of the dead man. Half of them were down, she could do this. She was the white wolf, she could do this.
Doris righted herself before it could get on him. They circled around each other slowly and Doris felt her bones start to shake. She shouldn’t be doing this-what about the baby?
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