Girl's Doomsday Rebirth Revenge & Survive novel Chapter 475

**TITLE: Doomsday Rebirth 475**
**Chapter 475 They Meet Again**

Just moments ago, the sight of the mutant dogs had been nothing short of terrifying. Their growls echoed in the air, sending shivers down Caroline’s spine. But now, an unexpected transformation unfolded before her eyes. The dogs bowed their heads slightly, as if acknowledging the presence of someone of great importance.

Emerging from the shadows, a colossal wolfhound made his entrance. He stood towering at nearly six feet, his powerful muscles rippling beneath a coat marred by scars that told tales of fierce battles. This was no ordinary dog; he was a mutant wolfhound, a creature forged in the fires of survival.

“General?” Caroline’s voice caught in her throat, disbelief flooding her senses. Could it truly be him? The dog she had saved long ago, the one who had inexplicably vanished from her life, was standing right in front of her.

As she gazed at him, she noticed how he seemed to exude an even greater aura of authority. His eyes, gleaming with a human-like intelligence, revealed that he was not just a dog but the undeniable leader of this pack. The other mutant dogs around him displayed their respect openly, their postures shifting in deference to his presence.

With a commanding tilt of his head, General let out a long, resonant howl that echoed through the desolate landscape. The sound was met with a perfectly synchronized response from the other mutant dogs, a harmonious chorus that sent chills down Caroline’s spine. This was no ordinary pack; they were an imposing, well-coordinated unit, and at the helm was General himself.

Raven, who had been tense and alert, finally relaxed his stance, sensing the shift in the atmosphere. The two dogs exchanged a long, meaningful gaze, a silent communication passing between them that felt almost sacred. After a moment, they both nodded in unison, a mutual understanding forged in that brief exchange.

It was only then that Raven stepped aside, revealing Caroline, the one he had been so fiercely protecting all along. In that instant, she felt a wave of clarity wash over her. Through Raven’s watchful eyes, she understood that this pack was safe, that they could be trusted.

Suddenly, Jet swooped down from above, landing with a playful hop, his excitement palpable. “Human! The boss of this pack says he owes you his life. He wants you to meet his wife!” His words tumbled out in a rush, filled with enthusiasm.

“Huh? General already has a wife?” Caroline blinked in astonishment, her mind racing to keep up with the unfolding events.

General shifted slightly, and from behind him emerged a stunning female dog, a pregnant Samoyed whose beauty shone even in the midst of the apocalypse. Her white fur, although dirty and tangled, still radiated a “smiling angel” vibe that captivated Caroline instantly.

Caroline recalled the last time she had encountered General; she had offered him spring water, a simple act that had clearly set him apart from the other mutant dogs in terms of evolution. It was no surprise that he had managed to gather such a large pack in such a short amount of time and rise to the position of their leader.

Reaching out, Caroline gently ran her hand over his massive head, feeling the warmth of his fur beneath her fingers.

General leaned into her touch, pressing his head against her palm as if to say thank you. He rubbed against her affectionately a few more times before stepping aside, nudging the female dog with his nose, encouraging her to come forward.

The Samoyed appeared shy, her ears folded back and her eyes darting nervously around. Caroline couldn’t help but wonder about the life this beautiful creature had once known. Surely, a dog as lovely as her must have had an owner who cherished her before the world fell apart.

But now, in this unforgiving landscape, pets had become burdens, extra mouths to feed. Many had been abandoned, and worse, some had become meals in desperate times. The thought made Caroline’s heart ache. She couldn’t fathom the struggles that General and the other mutant dogs had faced to survive and form such a formidable pack. It must have taken immense courage and resilience.