Alpha’s Slave Luna
Chapter 50

Otis's POV:

No, how could this happen!

My mind went blank for an instant when I saw the sharp wooden post protruding from my chest.

But the very next moment, intense pain spread from my chest, I felt as if my whole body was going to be torn in half, the pain almost drove me crazy, I wanted to scream out, but a mouthful of blood spat out from my mouth.

"Oh no, how did that woman hit that, it looks like she won't survive, damn, the only way to get the hostage that was so easy to get is to go and ask for help from Lord Alpha Ryan."

My ears still echoed with the annoyed voice of Grey Pack's Gamma, who cursed angrily twice, then turned and ran towards the distance.

I tried hard to struggle off the wooden post, but after the intense pain, my body became weaker and weaker, and the pain was eating away at my nerves even more intensely, my strength became less and less, and my struggle became feeble.

It was as if a sharp knife was swinging wildly inside me, blood kept flowing out of my body, all my strength seemed to be sucked away by the dark abyss, I raised my head with difficulty and looked in the direction of Conrad.

I don't know why I did it, I just couldn't control to look in that direction and just wanted to look at him.

At this time, I happened to see Conrad's eyes wide open.

His body was stained with blood, and beneath his sharp claws was the half-stepped corpse of Grey Pack's Beta, long lifeless and torn to pieces.

Conrad had won, he had killed Grey Pack's Beta, one of the sinners who destroyed my wolf pack.

I don't know why, but obviously my body was filled with severe pain and the hot blood kept pouring out from inside my throat like a fountain, but joy appeared in my heart.

My strength was like a bucket with a hole pierced in it, and in a short time it almost completely disappeared, and my struggle gradually stopped.

Even Eda lost her voice in my mind at this moment, as if she had died, and I turned back into a human being uncontrollably, as if the wooden pillar on my chest was a nightmare that I could never get rid of.

I suddenly realized something, this time I may not be able to return alive.

My ears echoed with the sounds of the wolves howling, the cries of the warriors of the Blue Moon pack, and the shouts of the gamma of the Grey Pack, but these sounds seemed to have been filtered as they passed through my ears, leaving only one voice. "Otis!"

Conrad's shout appeared clearly in my ears, and the next moment I saw him rushing towards my place with all his might, the Grey Pack's warriors on the road being torn right through him, the expression on his face seemingly very anxious, until he rushed to my side. "Otis, hold on, you'll be fine!"

His trembling voice reached my ears, and then I felt the sound of a wood block shattering behind me, and the next moment my body began to move, the familiar and enchanting warmth and scent wrapping around me.

"Stop the bleeding, stop the bleeding, stop it for me! It's okay, it must be okay, Otis you have such a strong recovery ability, you have to hang in there, the doctors from the Blue Moon Wolf Pack can fix you up!"

He put me on the ground, the words coming out of his mouth seemed confusing, then I violently felt a hollow feeling coming from my chest, he pulled out the remaining half of the wooden post from my chest, then I saw him tie the cloth like clothes to my body. At this moment I suddenly felt the pain dissipate a lot, but not because of his bandages, but because my consciousness also blurred a lot.

A feeling of stiffness slowly spread to my limbs, then a cold feeling rose from nowhere, my body temperature seemed to be dropping rapidly, and this cold feeling was almost too much for me to control. "Conrad, it's cold, I'm so cold......"

I looked at his face and spat out a few syllables with all my might, then I saw him pick me up without hesitation, his wide warm palm caressing my cheek, the warmth instantly dispelling some of the cold.

I greedily breathed in the smell of his body and leaned fascinatedly against his chest as he held me in his arms, just as he had held me in his arms after I fought with the coyote.

The warmth made a kind of sleepiness gradually float to my mind, while his charming face became much blurred, and countless memories of me and him instantly appeared in my mind.

His disgusted words, his strict expression, his serious training to me, when these memories appeared in front of my eyes, but I became closer than any previous moment I wanted to be.

The fragments of memories flashed through my mind like a movie, and I suddenly remembered the legend I had heard.

It is said that the moment before a person dies, many memories of his life will appear in his mind, and those important memories will become incredibly clear.

Am I really going to die?

I stared closely into his aquamarine eyes, his anxious voice brought a smile to my face, and I used all the strength I had left to see him a little more clearly, to carve him into my heart and my mind. The moment before my consciousness faded, I spat out those few syllables with the last of my strength.

"Conrad, I will love you to death."

Conrad's POV:.

This is not real, this is a dream!

The moment I turned back, my breathing stopped, then my heart felt like it was suddenly pierced by a knife, and I rushed towards Otis' direction in a frenzy.

I saw Otis suddenly knocked away by Grey Pack's gamma, her body hitting a sharp wooden fence irresistibly, and then an arm-thick wooden fence protruded from her chest!

My pupils were almost torn apart at this moment, and I didn't blink even though I felt blood filling the whites of my eyes.

Otis is going to be fine, she's going to be fine.

I frantically tore the werewolf in front of me to pieces, stepped on the blood all over the ground, and followed a straight line directly to Otis' body.

She had an arm-thick wooden pillar right below the center of her chest, and the blood kept flowing down as if a valve had been opened.

Such a wound, no!

My heart was filled with panic as the power of the wolf beads focused on my right hand, and the next moment my sharp claws were on the fence behind Otis.

The hard wooden block turned into crumbs in my claws, and the next moment I transformed into a human, I held Otis and put her on the ground, than pulled out the half wooden post on her chest at an angle. I

The wooden pillar with blood fell aside while I frantically bandaged towards her wound with bandages made of clothes, praying incessantly with my mouth.

"Normal werewolves can't withstand such a wound, but she is Otis, her recovery ability is stronger than normal werewolves, she must be okay!"

Carl wailed frantically in my mind as he kept saying comforting words, seemingly not just to comfort me, but to comfort himself as well.

"Conrad, it's cold, I'm so cold......

Suddenly Otis' weak voice rang in my ears, my heart suddenly beat wildly and my body began to tremble.

It is said that in the period before life stops, the body temperature drops rapidly, but at this time, Otis actually said he was cold!

I knew what this word meant, and panic became more intense in my heart. I didn't hesitate to instantly hold Otis' body in my arms, while her gradually dropping body temperature made my heart tremble as well. No, this can't be!

I covered her body with all my might and covered her with my body heat, but her body temperature did not return.

Her body was shivering gently, her starry black and gold pupils seemed to have no color, her face was bloodless, pale as ice, and her breath was becoming fainter and fainter.

"No, Otis, you'll be fine, hold on!"

My breathing became more and more rapid, and I anxiously held her cheek with my palm, but at this time I found her staring earnestly into my eyes, and her weak voice reached my ears, and she seemed to use all her strength to make those few syllables clear. "Conrad, I will love you to death."

With her eyes slowly closing, my world went into black and white for a moment.

"No no!!!"

The pain in my heart overwhelmed me at this moment, and I shook her body with all my might, but she never woke up.

My body seemed to become numb, my heart seemed to lose its strength, I seemed to have lost something, my whole being was like a soulless shell.

Suddenly I felt my cheeks filled with moisture, tears flowing uncontrollably, I slowly wiped off a drop of this fifteen-year liquid with my hand, and suddenly understood something.

I had fallen in love with her.

But at this time, I also lost her.

I knelt on the ground, pounding my fists frantically on the ground, tiny stones rubbing my flesh and blood, but I didn't even feel it until the ground cracked and the flesh and blood on my fingers became blurry I stopped.

In the silence my despair gradually turned to hate as I gently laid her unmoving body on my shirt and then slowly stood up.

The veins in my arms surged wildly, my clenched fists rubbing my bones with a loud clang as the world before me seemed to be covered in a layer of blood.

"Grey Pack, I want all of you to go to hell!"