Death. It is an extraordinary thing. To some it is the greatest pleasure or honour of all. But, to some it means the end. They fear what is to come after, they fear the unknown, they fear what will happen to those who they love.
Right now, as I looked into the glassy blue eyes of this little girl writhing in pain, I had no idea what she felt.
She seemed to be in pain, but at the same time she seemed a little at peace. She seemed as if she knew all of it will end in no time.
She knew it'll all be over soon.
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"We will be there as soon as we can." I heard him say into the phone as he made his way towards me.
"It's Emily?" I ask.
"She's in the hospital." He said.
"Me I'll she be okay?" I ask as I made my way towards him.
"Honestly? I have no idea." He said and engulfed me in a hug as soon as I was in front of him.
"How long does she have?" I ask him, my head on his chest as tears stung my eyes.
"Not long." He said.
Then he picked me up again, but this time I had no energy to protest I just laid in his arms until he placed me in the passenger seat of a car.
"They're going to start chemo again, today. The only chance she has now is to find her mate and infuse some of his blood into her. She will slowly heal with our jeans then." He said, as he started the car.
We drove to what looked like a mini hospital.
It was the pack hospital.
"Let's go." Said Raymond when he came to my side and opened my door, I didn't even realize that happened.
We walked to a door painted with butterflies and giraffes.
My shaky hands turned the cool metal door knob and I pushed it open to reveal a little girl, so small and fragile, choked protests escaped her as she clawed at her chest.
She was desperately trying to get something out of her.
She was trying to scream but she was just not able to breathe.
Doctors and Nurses were desperately rushing here and there just trying to some how help the little girl and stop all that was wong with her.
Although it's supposed to be out of the question in a career like this, all of them were in emotional pain because of her.
Her eyes met mine and they were so beautiful, so kind but they held unremarkable amount of pain behind them.
It was sudden. It just happened.
She stopped writhing in the blink of an eye.
She breathed a sigh of relief.
She shut her eyes and just like that I didn't feel her pain anymore.
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