His Angel

||Devouring The Alpha's Blood||

$Ryder’s POV$
I had just snapped at that bitch not to keep falling down. But she doesn’t listens! Agh.

It had been two hours since we had entered the forest. I had a clearance in mind where we would set up the tents and stay the night for the camp. We were almost there and if everyone could pace up we would reach there in no time. But you can’t expect that when you have The Stella Chase coming along with you. That girl is such a pain the ass. I wonder how others even handle this bitch.

I groaned and tried to contain my anger as she tripped yet again. This time though I didn’t bother to stop or let alone address her. I kept walking until I heard a soft muffled voice say “Help!” Although the sound was hardly audible I heard it clearly due to the enhanced werewolf senses. I was not the only one who had heard it because I saw Ryan and Dylan come to a halt.

We turned around to see what happened and believe me or not I was pretty shocked. There was Stella lying unconscious on the forest floor near a big tree trunk with scratches all over her arm from the twigs. “Shit.” Ryan said before rushing towards her. I watched as he took her by the back and started tapping her cheeks in an attempt to wake her up. “Stella? Stella? Shit! Wake up. Stella?” He was looking very concerned and worried like his life depended on her. Well maybe it does? I just don’t know and neither do I care! Or do I?

I shook my head at the conflicting unwanted thoughts that were running in my head. Suddenly there was some movement near the bushes around us. All three of us got alert and looked around for any kind of sudden attack. Then out of the blue arrows were shot. However, they were only a few and we were able to dodge it. I looked around to Dylan and Ryan who had the same expression as mine. Confusion.

Then from the shadows emerged some men. Despite the darkness around the forest I knew who it was because of his foul stench of evilness. “Jackson Midnight.” I said aloud. He just smirked and responded, “Ryder Parker. It’s been quite a while since we met. Haven’t it?” I just roll my eyes as Dylan spoke up. “Yeah! It’s been awhile since we kicked that good for nothing ass of yours.” I just snickered while Jackson growled in anger.

“Laugh as much as you want, because today might be your last day alive.” Jackson barked. I just smirked and said “We’ll see about that.” Then he looked behind me and noticed Stella and Ryan and spoke up. “Oh! So that’s the filthy girl who was being a hurdle in accomplishing my mission. Good thing that she is no longer standing up her feet. She had been such a pain in the ass.”

This comment got all the three of us utterly confused. What the heck was he talking about? “What do you mean?” Dylan questioned. Jack just laughed like a hyena and replied, “Well if it weren’t for that girl, your Alpha here hadn’t been alive.” On seeing the still confused expression on our faces he sighed and decided to elaborate himself further.

“Apparently my men had shot two poisonous arrows at you but this girl somehow found it out. She never allowed the arrows to hit you let alone come near you and took both the blows. She was trying to save you and lost her life. Poor little thing. But now that she is out of the way I can easily defeat you and earn my crown as the Alpha of the Avon Pack.”

“Never in your life will you be able to succeed until I’m alive. I will never let you rule the Avon Pack. My parents died protecting the pack and so shall I!” I said on hearing his not so impressing speech. However I turned behind to look at Stella. I felt as though I didn’t know her anymore. I have been so mean to her and what not. But still she had saved my life. Why?

It certainly wasn’t the right time to ask or ponder on this but I need to know the answer soon. I saw Ryan checking her body for any wounds and surely there were two big gashes oozing blood. “She is losing a lot of blood Ryder. What do we do?” Ryan spoke in an attempt to get her to aid. I quickly handed him one of the backpacks having a tent for 2 and told him to take her and clean up her wounds. I saw as he slung the backpack behind him and swiftly picked Stella in his arms and walked away.

I stood like that thinking of the girl but then I shook my head and turned to Jackson. I had serious matter to handle at the moment. “Bring it Jackson.” I spat with venom. Then the fight broke. Howls, growls and blood everywhere.

$Ryan’s POV$                

I carried her through the woods to the clearance Ryder had told me about. I laid her down and quickly started to fix the tent. Once I was done I took her inside and took the medical supplies that I brought with me for times like this. She was looking very weak and sweaty. Her top had gotten all bloody and I was not getting room to see her wounds and treat them. So, I very slowly took off her top to treat her wounds. I am sure she had understand why I did so once she’s awake.

After getting the top off, I started wiping the blood and cleaned the wounds and covered them with cotton and gauze rolls. Even though I was successful in stopping the blood she didn’t look good. It looked as if she was on the verge of dying. Then I remembered what Jackson had said. She had been hit with poisonous arrows. So I quickly took out the neutralizing ambrosia nectar in a small bowl.

I made her sit up and made her drink the ambrosia however it was of no use too. I don’t get it. It should have worked. Ambrosia is the only nectar that can save a wolf dying from poison. I tried to recall my knowledge of any exceptions of the nectar. Then it hit me. In some rare cases even ambrosia fails to save the wolf as it is a white wolf.

I looked at Stella, thinking if she was a white wolf. White wolfs are very powerful but they are weak and hurt easily. The scratches from the branches were bright red which proved that she definitely was a white wolf. But if she is one then only one thing can save her. The Alpha’s Blood!

As if on cue there were some footsteps outside the tent and Ryder and Dylan appeared. I headed towards Ryder and told him about it. He was pretty shocked too. “Ryder you need to let her drink your blood otherwise she wouldn’t survive.” I said to him. He thought about it for a moment. “What are you fucking thinking about? Just save her!” Dylan yelled at Ryder. Though he never behaves in such way, at least with Ryder.

Ryder’s eye held an expression of hurt but they were replaced with coldness in a flash. He came up to me and asked what he shall do. I handed him a knife and a bowl and instructed him to make a cut in between his arm. He did as told and collected a fair amount of his blood in the bowl. However when he got up and walked I noticed he was limping a bit.

“Ryder, are you all right? I think you have hurt yourself.” I said with a worried tone but he just shrug it off. But as soon as Dylan heard it he ran up to Ryder and made him sit and looked at his wounds. Then he slapped Ryder square in the jaw and said “Why didn’t you show me this earlier?” And then started to treat his wounds.

Ryder and Dylan both are the best of friends. They fight, play, dance, hang out almost everything they do it together. They are an inseparable pair of buddies. Their friendship is like an inspiration for all the others. Even the members of the other pack take inspiration from them and respect their friendship. And believe me when I say that sometimes I feel like a third wheel among them. Its not like I don’t want to be with them or they treat me differently. Its just that sometimes I feel like unwanted in some places.

Anyways I shrug it off and watch as Dylan completes his repair work on Ryder. They stood up and bro fisted each other. Told you they are crazy. Then Ryder turned to me and said “Lets get some sleep. Come on Ryan.” I just looked at him for a moment pondering on a thought. “Helloo?? Where you lost?” Dylan said waving a hand in front of my face getting me out of my trance.

“Umm… You guys go I guess I’ll be staying with Stella. See if she needs or wakes up in the middle of the night.” I spoke trying to make a point that I’ll be staying in the same tent. Dylan just nodded in response while Ryder had an expression I couldn’t quite catch. But he too shrugged it and went out of the tent before saying “We leave at 7 in the morning for the trek. Be ready!”

“Yeah” I replied and went to zip up the tent. After returning I unrolled our to be bed and laid her down on it. I took the bowl of Ryder’s blood and carefully made Stella drink it. After that I noticed that she was still topless. So I took off my shirt and made her wear it. Then I took the blanket and covered her and I too slept. Hope tomorrow goes good.

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