The Last One

The Last One: Chapter 6

Chapter 6:

The council has officially declared war against Xavier's pack. I knew this was going to happen. More wolves will die because of me.

I jumped up off the bed, grabbed my cloak, and threw it on. It instantly frosted over and I put the hood up. I went downstairs and ran into the woods.

My wolf was raging inside of me. She hated the fact that innocent wolves are going to die because of me. I found the fight scene and saw five council wolves against three of Xavier's pack members.

I shot a black icicle at a council wolf, going right through his chest. I did the same for the next two, but as I was about to kill the last one, a white shard hit him in between the eyes.

I looked around and saw Jace standing next to me. He looked down at me, "We're going to have to fight, Jezebelle. Wolves are going to die, we can't do anything about it." I bowed my head, "I know," I sighed.

Jace narrowed his eyes, but then they widened when he saw my mark, "You guys made up, I see." I shook my head, "He just marked me, that's all." Jace made an 'O' shape with his mouth, "Oh,"

I heard a low growl and knew it was Xavier. He stepped out of the woods, "I see you took care of them." I just nodded and walked back to the pack house.

I went upstairs to my room and laid down, staring up at the ceiling. I wanted to leave, yet I wanted to stay. I wanted to be with Xavier, yet I wanted to save him. My wolf snorted, 'You want to leave to save him? Look at him! He's a fucking beast!' I agreed with her, but that didn't stop me from wanting to leave.

I felt my bed dip and jumped when Xavier all of a sudden appeared next to me. He put his hand on my knee, sending electric shocks through my entire body. I just ignored him. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me into his side.

He nuzzled my neck, his warm breath tickling his mark, "Are you okay?" He asked. I nodded slightly, "Yeah, I'm fine." I closed my eyes and let the darkness consume me.

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I woke up and Xavier wasn't there. I got up, but tripped over a clothes bag. I landed and gasped when I landed on my side wound. I closed my eyes and tears fell down my cheeks.

I clutched my side and gasped for air. I couldn't breathe and I felt blood ooze out of the wound. I stood up and made it to the door. Nice for someone to help me.

I opened the door, my vision started blurring and I got lightheaded. I struggled down the hall. I got to the stairs and I heard some one yell, "Jezebelle!" I realized it was Jace and I was scooped up and he ran down the stairs. I closed my eyes and everything tuned out. The only sound I could hear, was my deathly slow heartbeat.

~~~Xavier's POV~~~

I growled lowly, 'Don't focus on what you're doing wrong, don't think about anything except whats happening now.' The young male nodded, and lunged at me. He tried sweeping my forelegs out from under me, but I jumped, pushed against a tree, and landed on his back.

The male whined and I got off. He shook his fur out and was panting. I gave a curt nod, 'I think that's enough for today, go rest.' He ran off into the woods. I shifted and grabbed a pair of dark jeans from in a tree.

I got back to the house and went up into my office. I sat down, starting paperwork. I noticed a yellow sticky saying, 'Come talk to me later -Brent' I ignored it, going back to the more important stuff.

My mind drifted somewhere else. Jezebelle. I couldn't get that damn girl out of my fucking head. Since I met her, I couldn't stop thinking about her. It was annoying.