My heart was pounding and my body was shaking with panic. I could not allow Willis to die in my hands.
I quickly grabbed a branch next to me, buried it painfully in my palm, and yanked it out with a single s***h. A grunt of pain left my lips before I brought my hand to the little boy's lips.
I was a mere she-wolf, without any power, not even that of a Lycan. But I needed to try anything to save this child.
"Drink of my blood, please..." I said through tears as drops of my blood spilled on his lips.
"Willis!" I screamed again.
In a second, the warmth of his small body turned to a pale cold "I...I...I...I thank you. I'm free now" Willis muttered before closing his eyes.
I shook my body in desperation, but then I realized that the boy was dead in my arms.
The wave of pain hit
