Don't You Dare

Chapter Twenty

At the end of the fight I win with five bodies all around me. I got rusty for sure. My front paw was broken, I had a bleeding neck, and pretty sure I broke a few ribs.

'That was exciting and slightly fun' Twilight says

'Yeah, killing is always a good time' I said sarcastically.

I was breathing heavily and looked around for the wolf running from the rouges. I sniffed the air and smelled him up little more. I limped in the direction and saw a naked guy looking pretty bad. He was holding his side which was clearly bleeding heavily and with a broken leg. His eyes were shut till I broke a twig and he opened his eyes. He tried to move but only winced. I shifted not caring that I was naked and walk closer to him. He growled at me.

"Hey. I'm the won who saved your sorry ass." I said getting closer to him and bending down to check his wound.

"I was expecting you to be a guy" He said wincing. I rolled my eyes and saw his bite was getting infected.

"Who's land are we on?" I asked him hoping he knew.

"The Winter Stone pack" he said and I growled. It was Arthur's pack. I stood up and looked around hoping a pile of clothes was by. I walked away trying to find some.

"Hey! Where you going!" I the guy yell but I ignored him and saw a pile off clothes. I took them and brought them back to the guy. I ripped a shirt and tied it around him wound tightly making him growl at the pain. I put on a big t shirt that just covered my ass and helped him into some shorts. I put his arm around my neck and we started walking back to the bar. We walked, or at least limped, in silence me concentrating on walking back to the bar and him just starting at me.

"Why are you staring at me" I snapped at him looking over to him. He cleared his throat.

"You're the most prettiest girl or person to have ever saved me." He flirted and I growled not seeing how he could do that right now.

"Are you really fucking flirting with me right now?" I said getting really frustrated just about to throw him on the ground and leave him there alone. But I didn't and just kept walking.

"Um. Maybe" he said and I bumped his side making him groan in pain. I just focused on where to go so we can head in the right direction to the bar.

"My names James by the way" He said as we walk closer to the bar that was finally in site. We were walking at least half an hour in silence and he started to get pale. I didn't say anything but just picked up my bag and clothes and headed for the bar. I let him lean on the wall as I unlock the door.

"What's your name?" he asked but I still didn't answer and just grabbed him and let him into the bar. I helped sit him on top of a table and went into the back to get the first aid kit.

I came back out and took everything I needed out to stitch him up. I grabbed a stool and sat in front of him. I poured alcohol on his wound making him curse loudly.

"Straight to it I see." he winces as I clean the wound.

"So. Where you from?" He asked but I didn't answer, really not wanting to talk as I clean his wounds. He took the hint and just talked about him self as I start stitching his wound and he gasped through gritted teeth.

"Well I'm actually from the Winter Stone pack." He said but I really didn't care so I blocked him out. I focused on stitching him not caring if my hands and sides hurt. When I was done, I patched him up, and stood up.

"There" I said as I pour some alcohol on a napkin and cleaned the dried blood on my neck. He looked at me in shock as I clean my neck confusing me.

"What?" I asked as I throw away the napkin and wrapping my neck. He shook his head and I started wrapping my hand. He jumped off the bar wincing.

"Thanks. For helping me" he said and I nodded. I was finished with wrapping my hand and he was still here with a tight smile.

"Um. Okay. Well I gotta go I'm sure you'll be fine going back home." I said guiding him out the door and we walked out.

"Yeah." he said I locked up and headed for the bus stop, hoping another one will come. I didn't care about the guy anymore. I saved him from getting killed, my good deed was done. I just kept walking wanting to go home and soak in a ice cold bath so my bruises will get better faster.

The bus didn't come so I just walked the 30 minutes to my house not caring about the pain in my side or hand seeing I had worse.