Lone She-Wolf

Chapter 12

I couldn't see. Everything was red. Blood red. I had attacked my father taking a chunk of fur and meat out of his side. It didn't slow him down much.

He threw me. I hit the nearest tree and I heard Owen growl low and long. He was extremely furious.

I whimpered and barely managed to lift my head. It was to heavy and I was too tired.

The sky went black first then everything kept going in and out if darkness as if someone was turning a switch on and off. On and off.

I saw little parts off Owen and my father fighting.

"Stop," I whispered. I knew Owen couldn't hear me. "Stop!" I gaged over my words but got them out.

Owen turned and looked right at me. My father took that moment to lung onto Owen's back knocking him down. But Owen wouldn't have that.

Owen jumped up knocking my father off. But I missed the rest because everything went black. I can't remember when I came too but I knew I was still against the tree. I was no longer in wolf form. The pain was so extreme I had been forced back to human. And naked.

Owen's face appeared in front of me and I groaned.

"Shhhhhhhh baby don't talk. I've got you now," Owen soothed me as he picked me up carefully.

But no matter how carefully he picked me up the pain in my back made me scream.

"Stay with me baby." My world spun but I could still hear Owen. "Come on babe. We are almost there. You're gonna be fine ok? I won't let you die."

I couldn't hold on anyone longer. It was like holding onto the ledge of a cliff. I've been doing it all my life you would think I would be strong enough to hold on. To never let go. But I was lapping slowly letting go. One finger at a time. One.......two. I only had 8 fingers left holding on when my mother died. Three......four.........five. My father has beat me and I now only have one hand holding. Holding to my thin and useless life. To my friends my family. Six.........seven.........eight. I have ran away grew up and now found my mate. Nine......... My mate is dead. He is dead. Gone. My father has killed us. I am gone. I am dead. I am an angel. I will watch over you Owen. Stay strong....................ten. I am dead
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I want to dedicate these next two chapters to two different people who are very special to me. This chapter and chapter 13 (the next chapter) is dedicated to my very special mate. He is my everything. He has helped through a lot and I have been there for him. I hope he know I love him and that he's a very special person to me.

Next is Wyatt. He is a very good friend and I now he is friends with my mate too. Wyatt has been there even though he has no clue how much he's helped me. I love him also :P don't think like that people. But he is a very good friend. I recommend him as a friend!!! He's a very good listener and is pretty cool.

Theses two people mean lots of things to me. I'm sure y'all understand. Everyone has that special someone that has helped them through thick an thin. Wyatt and J are my two people. Who is yours?