The Mind Of A Wolf

Chapter 41 : Bits And Pieces

Emily's POV

I woke up in a cold dark dungeon with my guts bleeding out. I gasped as I frantically healed the gapping hole in my stomach. I coughed up massive amounts of blood as I sprawled on the wet and cold surface of the bare stone and dirty floor. I closed my eyes as I calm myself, I then focused on my body, I then turned off my pain receptors so I could think. 

"Emily!!"I heard somebody else cry out, I used my werewolf eyes to see in the dark, I looked up to see one of the healer girls from the other pack. She had quite a small frame and looked frail almost like a little girl, she had really long dark green hair and was wearing a tattered shirt and pants. Her sharp brown eyes were always darting around like she can't focus her attention. Her hands were shaky as she was were covered in blood, pieces of her clothes were torn and I realized she tried to patch me up. How nice of her.

 I then looked around to see random werewolves from both Knox's pack and Nightfreeze's pack, I also saw some poor wolves from my pack too. I immediately rushed over checked to see if they were okay, they were frightened but they all had only minor injures, a few broken bones and splinters. Some had silver poisoning but that was all fine as I healed all of them with my hands. They all thank me and crowded over me, I pushed them away as I rubbed of the sweat off covering my torn clothes. Healing this many people at the same time with out food, took a lot out of me. I pulled back my hair and tried to get a good look at our situation.

I first looked at my reflection in a pool of water, my long brown hair was all messy and covered with dirt, the part of my hair that covered on of my eyes was blown up and back across my head looking like a mullet. My shirt had a huge gaping hole in it from before and one of my eyes wasn't working properly. I healed it and decided to look around. 

As I got up, I still instinctively put my hands on my stomach as I got up and look around. It was a big dark underground room with nothing inside but a few puddles of water. I looked behind me and counted twenty four wolves, I then looked around us to see a  divider of metal bars going across the middle of room , separating us werewolves from-

I saw injured people on their side too but I could see one thing that made them different from us, tattoos of bloody moons with swords crossing. 

I growled,"Blood Soul!!"

I saw the swordsman that Lynx talked about before, he was one of Blood Souls top generals. He had short messy black hair with lean muscular build, he had golden yellow eyes and a simple black long shirt with black pants and combat boots. He had a belt on with a sheath connected to it, he had a huge piece of a log wedged into his stomach yet he was still gripping onto his plain short sword, he looked over at me and stared at me with an emotionless gaze. 

I was ready to fight but the same girl held my back she said,"Wait!! Their in the same boat as us!! They were captured like us in that explosion."

Explosion? I rubbed my head as the memories stared coming back to me, after finished healing the wounded from the battle field, we were about to returned to the main army but then their was a cloud of sliver dust that appeared and knocked us out. Then I remember waking up in a metal cage in a carriage, I immediately touched my own hand and modified it to blast opened the cage... Then there was fighting... Then their was a big explosion and then I blacked out.

I bit my lip, that would explain those injuries, and my sever head trauma, I sighed and said,"So? Their our enemy, even if we were captured by an unknown, it's doesn't change the fact we are at war." 

She looked down and said,"I know.. But we aren't fighting now and.. Shouldn't we work together have a better chance at escaping?"

I heard a Blood Soul member yell out,"Never!! We won't work with someone who could never understand our suffering."