Chapter 222 Snow and Blood
Gael had no strength left. His body slowly shrank as he returned to human form.
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His skin was already pale, but now the injuries looked even worse. The wounds stood out in a terrifying way.
The worst one cut across his face, running from his temple down to his chin. Flesh was torn open, nearly ruining his face.
“Cough!”
Gael tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The black bear shifted back into human form and walked over at an unhurried pace.
Gael’s broken state clearly pleased him. A cruel smile twisted across his face.
“Didn’t you like running?” He sneered. “Why aren’t you running now?”
“Spit!”
The bear spat on the ground. He had always hated pretty-faced guys like Gael. Seeing him end up like this felt well deserved.
He pulled a bone knife from his belt. “I’ll be kind and end it fast,” he said. “You should thank me.”
Just as he raised the knife, something slammed into him from the side, knocking him away.
A furious tiger’s roar filled the air, followed by the sounds of violent fighting. After a while, the noise slowly faded.
All that remained was the howl of the wind and snow. Gael heard footsteps coming closer.
His eyes felt unbearably heavy. He forced one eye open, but blood had already sealed it shut. Everything was red. He couldn’t see anything.
He could only feel a familiar presence kneeling in front of him.
Gael tugged the corner of his mouth into an ugly smile and whispered, “Julien, you’re here.”
The black bear had been killed. Julien had killed him in a single strike to the throat.
Julien’s tall frame knelt before Gael. Gael’s body was covered in wounds, with barely a single uninjured spot left.
Something warm fell onto Gael’s face. For a moment, he thought it was rain.
Then cold snowflakes landed on him. It wasn’t rain. It was Julien’s tears.
Gael had never seen Julien cry before. He wanted to wipe the tears away, but his arm wouldn’t move.
All he could do was smile again, though the smile looked awful.
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He felt his body growing colder by the second. His lips moved, but no sound came out. Julien understood
anyway.
Gael was asking him not to cry and took good care of the matriarch.
Julien cried silently, his back looking lonely and broken.
Suddenly, he remembered something. He quickly pulled out a pill, pried Gael’s mouth open, and fed it to him.
When Rosalie left earlier, she was burning with fever, barely thinking straight. Even so, she had forced herself to give each of them a pill.
She told them, if someone’s life is in danger, make them swallow this. It can save them.
Sure enough, after Gael took the pill, he stopped coughing up blood. He was still unconscious, but his breathing steadied.
Julien took off his animal hide, wrapped Gael in it, and lifted him into his arms. He carried him away into the distance.
As for the black bear, at least he died quickly. Snow continued to fall, covering the body.
It also buried the bloodstained ground.
Elsewhere, Bert was chasing after Cameron, with Sienna following close behind.
Sienna was exhausted, but she refused to stop.
Rosalie and Reid had ruined her life. She had to see them suffer a tragic end.
Once they fell into Bert’s hands, how they suffered would be up to her.
Even though she was female and held little status in Bert’s group, Rosalie and the others were outsiders who came later.
Teaching them a lesson was still something she could do.
Cameron’s group wasn’t far ahead. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew past, lifting the animal hide that covered Reid’s face.
Sienna’s eyes widened in shock. She pointed forward and shouted, “Reid!”
When Bert didn’t react, she yelled even louder, “That’s not Rosalie! The one he’s carrying is Reid!
“We’ve been tricked!”
Bert stopped in his tracks.
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