Santuary of love

(B1: Cristopher) Chapter 7

The voice that reached her ears caused hell in her head, the stones on her back were driving her crazy. When she thought of the stones, she remembered the accident, the wolf, and the boy. She tried to remember the boy's features, but the main features seemed blurred to her, she had seen him in the shadows. Dark skin and dark eyes in a white cloak with white teeth. That was all she remembered; the shadows had protected him well. 

She remembered his teeth and was sure it was only because of the sounds escaping from that mouth and the look of ferocity. When she tried to sit up, she couldn't, her head was pounding and there was nothing she could do to stop it. Within that state, she knew that if she moved, her entire body would break into a thousand pieces.

“I found her, but it smells like a wolf. Armatos, there are no wolves in this area, right? That is the main reason why I chose to follow your advice to live in this area.” The voice trailed off for a moment as if listening to something. “No, I can't keep track. This whole place smells like a wolf. It might be alone, like me. She has some skin wounds, but nothing serious. She had in her wrist a bite, you have to keep an eye on it for infection, but only a lycan can turn a human into a wolf, so we are safe... but the smell is strange.” The silence for the moment as if you will hear a question. “Those do not remain, if they survive, according to legend they are always close to a pack. It only smells like a wolf here. Yes, I will take her to the cabin. Get ready to explain how we found her. Why if she asks me, all is going to hell.” There was a little silence, but he opens big his eyes.

“Right, but first you will have to explain why you are naked.” Veronica was looking at Derek from the ground, she could not believe everything that could be lost under the clothes, he turned around jumping and she understood the phrase "Pale as death." She tried to say something else, an attempt to reassure him, but again she lost the ability to speak. Maybe she had hit her head when she fell.

“Shit...” That was the last thing she heard Derek say, in that world of unconsciousness that swallowed her.