The Love of a Lycan

Chapter 1019 - THE GREAT BATTLE

"Go Rossie..." Adair choked on her own blood. She was bleeding heavily, more precisely abnormally for a shifter, not just because of the wound that was too severe, but also because of the poison in the vampire's bite which had slowed down the healing process.

Hearing Adair's weak voice and panting breath, tears rolled down Rossie's cheeks as she tried to pull Adair to prop her against the wall.

"I won't leave you…" Rossie said hoarsely, she shook her head vigorously, while her body was shaking uncontrollably.

This incident was just like a nightmare that revisited her subconscious.

A nightmare Rossie had already experienced, not once but twice and on the same day.

She would never forget how she lost her mother in the forest when the devil influenced beasts chased them down after escaping the castle.

And how she lost Lana. Someone who had been so close to her.

On that unfortunate day, she had to struggle just to save herself after witnessing two consecutive deaths.

Although Rossie was fine, guilt still haunted her.

You know, a kind of guilt because you survived a disaster, but sacrificed someone else in the process.

That feeling of guilt continued to haunt Rossie and made her feel even more depressed. Therefore, she would not leave Adair alone.

"I will be here…" Rossie then opened her jacket and wrapped it around Adair's neck, hoping that she could at least stop the bleeding from the wound on her neck.

But, it didn't take much time for the blue jacket to turn dark as the blood seeped into the fabric.

Rossie bit her lips hard so she wouldn't sob louder. She didn't want to experience this again, she didn't want to see someone die around her or the death of a person she knew.

Even though Rossie's acquaintance with Adair was brief and they weren't really on good terms, still, they were from the same pack, fighting against the same enemy, moreover, they were in this situation together.

If they don't rely on each other, then who could they turn to for help?

Rossie could feel her eyes stinging even more when she noticed that Adair was feeling trouble breathing. The girl's body twitched as a clot of blood came out of her mouth and she started coughing.

"Go..." Adair tried to talk. "I... will... come after you..."

It was the stupidest lie Rossie had ever heard, because under these conditions, Adair would never be able to catch up with her.

They needed a healer or a magician to heal Adair, but apart from the two of them, they didn't have anyone else here.

"I'll wait until you feel better…" Rossie then smoothed Adair's hair, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and wiped the remaining blood on her lips. "Get some rest, you will recover soon."

And that was another lie they told each other to encourage one another.

Rossie then leaned beside Adair and let the girl rest her head on her shoulder, while she hugged her tightly, resting her chin on her head.

They were silent for a few moments.

"I want to... go home..." Adair suddenly said. "You have to see… the pack house… in my pack…" her voice grew weaker, as Adair felt her body getting cold and the pain in her neck became numb.

"Yes, after all of this is over, we will go home… you have to show me the pack house in your pack," Rossie answered, responding to Adair's words in a choked voice. historical

"…Where I live, very… beautiful…" Adair's breath began to hitch when she remembered the flower garden planted by Belinda. By this time, the flowers should be in full bloom. "…beautiful flower…"

"Yes, you have to show that to me too."Rossie closed her eyes and tears fell down her cheeks profusely, flowing like a broken dam.

With her special hearing, Rossie could hear the sound of Adair's heart beat which sounded like the flapping of a feeble bird's wings.

But, a moment later there was another noise that distracted Rossie from Adair. The very noises that were caused by the authorities who came in their way.

This was a sign for Rossie to get out of there. But, she didn't want to leave Adair alone…

She didn't want to leave anyone anymore...

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Thunder rumbled through the sky and a hurricane rolled through the air, creating tornadoes that rolled up any shifters who tried to get closer, into the air before hurling them several meters away.

The sky was no longer dark, but blood red as if it was marred by the crushed bodies of the shifters who had died in the battle against the Hydra and the five devils.

In the distance, there were loud noises as humans arrived, carrying their heavy weapons and aiming them at every creature they laid their eyes upon.

No matter who, they would definitely kill anyone, who was not of their own kind.

However, when their eyes fell on the massive figure of the Hydra with its nine snake heads, they were lost for words.

They needed to ask for more help and tried to explain the situation they came across, it was just that they were unable to find the right words to describe what they were dealing with.

"It's a monster! A MONSTER!" The chief in charge of the hundreds of personnel who were led here to fight against the non human existences, shouted into the communication device impatiently.

But, what made them even more terrified was the sky turning red with a rolling tornado right in front of their eyes.

All kinds of curses and profanities could be heard from the group of humans when they realized that the situation had gotten out of hand.

"Is this the end?" one of the personnel muttered. Flabbergasted and speechless.

However, no one considered his muttering as a joke, because what they saw now looked nothing less to the world's end.

The rows of cars stopped several kilometers away from the location of the battle that was taking place.

There was no way they would enter the battlefield with the weapons at their disposal because only death would greet them.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the battle, a water dragon shifter was staring at a little girl who was now slowly regaining consciousness.

Bree whimpered and opened her eyes, looking confused by what she saw.

"Rossie?" she called in a low voice, looking for a familiar figure, but couldn't find her.