Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 407

Chapter 407 The Mother and Daughter Under the Ruins

Suddenly, the life detector emitted a sharp beep.

“There’s someone down there!” a werewolf bodyguard shouted urgently.

Yura and I rushed toward the noise.

The collapsed building lay before us–wooden beams and bricks scattered in every direction.

Beneath the rubble, the detector signaled a survivor.

“Dig. Now!” I barked, my voice cold and commanding.

Yura’s grip tightened around my arm. “Rosaline, do you think it’s Timothy?”

“I don’t care who it is. As long as it’s life, we can’t stop,” I said, my tone resolute, lips set tight.

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A few werewolf bodyguards and rescue team members immediately began to work. They moved with care, avoiding any additional harm to the person beneath the wreckage.

It wasn’t long before the faint sound of a child’s cry reached our ears.

“It’s a kid,” Yura said, her eyes darkening with disappointment.

The trapped person wasn’t Timothy.

A heavy ache settled in my chest as I saw Yura’s despair.

I understood her pain, but right now, saving a life was the only thing that mattered. Whoever was buried

that rubble needed to be rescued, regardless

on Yura’s shoulder, offering what comfort I could. “We’ll find him.

didn’t linger on my words. As others cleared the debris, I jumped in, working with them. The dust

and a small tuft of hair and

a girl! Get her out, quickly!” I said, my voice tight with relief.

all that mattered now. The quake’s devastation meant there were bound to

some shifting into their wolf forms, claws tearing through the earth and debris with terrifying

more rubble we cleared, the clearer the child’s

“Mommy, Mommy…”

faded into determination. She joined in, helping the

and daughter. There’s more under there!” I called, my voice urgent.

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407 The Mother and Daughter

later, after a collective effort, we finally shifted the last heavy beam out of the way.

and saw a she wolf, her

before the building

a young werewolf girl, no older

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back was a gruesome sight–slashed open, dark red streaks marking where

scrapes, but her face was streaked with dirt and tears. The grime mixed with the blood in

pierced through me.

had shielded her child with

eyes widening. Then she broke

wake up, Mommy…”

and spoke gently. “Don’t cry, little

moved in, carefully shifting the mother wolf’s body, lifting her from the

side, her expression tense with worry as she watched the she

where a doctor began tending to her minor injuries, applying ointment with gentle

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