The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Warren's POV:

Lying half dead at the bottom of the steep cliff, I felt as though every single bone in my body was broken and I couldn't move a muscle.

The cruel rain kept pouring, draining any semblance of warmth from my body. Blood also flowed steadily out of my body, slowly taking my life with it. My body had gone cold yet at the same time, I felt excruciating pain everywhere. As time passed, I found it more and more difficult to breathe.

As I fell from the edge of the cliff, I thought I would die instantly, but my spiritual sense kept me alive.

My wolf, Salt, was sobbing uncontrollably. It was my first time to see him so sad. He must've been in as much pain as me.

"I'm sorry, Salt." My heart sank. I didn't know how to comfort him.

My apology seemed to make Salt feel even worse. "It's not your fault," he wept. "It's mine."

"Don't blame yourself. This was probably meant to happen," I said softly.

Even though I had transformed into my wolf form before I hit the bottom, I had fallen from too great a height for Salt's body to withstand the blow. If I hadn't hit a tree halfway to buffer my fall, I might've died upon impact.

Now, there was nothing I could do but lie here and stare at the face of death alone.

With every second that passed, I felt my consciousness slipping away, and Salt's voice gradually grew softer and softer.

memories resurfaced in

While I

she decided to kill me, we had

me, all I could think

I couldn't hear her voice clearly. A dull, buzzing sound took over my mind, and Flora's

the time was right. I

it was because of

had stopped, and I knew that it was getting dark. Stuck in a trance, Flora's face

myself praying that she

waiting for death to

Warren!!" Flora's

far away, but it also sounded so

it was just an illusion, I still couldn't

clearer than before. Now, she was climbing down

wrong. I blinked, wondering if I

waved at me and shouted my name

Everything seemed so real.

my chest, pumping life back into my body. I couldn't believe my eyes.