"Stay put here, and don't wander off."
Jackson tilted his head and said, his eyes fixed on the husky.
"Whimper... howl..."
The hound kept howling, its dark eyes looking at Jackson in despair, filled with unwillingness and a hint of reluctance.
Jackson stood still, instantly understanding the meaning in the hound's eyes. His heart was suddenly gripped. He had once been so desperate too. If not for his comrade's salvation, he would have been long gone.
His comrade sacrificed himself to save him, giving up the best chance of rescue. He would never forget this pain. Even in his dreams at midnight, he would always see his comrade's face. Over the past two years, time had gradually healed him.
But seeing the helpless eyes of the hound, Jackson could no longer sit still and leaped down from
