The Wolf is Coming Ch. 5

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When Daisy arrived at the arena, the fights had already been going on for a long time. She picked up an empty stone and jumped on it, and then she saw the fight in the middle of the arena.

No, this couldn't actually be considered a fight, it looked more like one-sided abuse.

She saw the sturdy gray wolf in the arena roaring and throwing a thin white wolf to the ground, biting the white wolf's forelimbs with sharp teeth without mercy. The white wolf resisted hard and bit the gray wolf's neck unexpectedly. Although it only bit off a mouthful of fur, it also took advantage of the moment when the gray wolf was in pain to escape from the gray wolf's claws and barely avoided the attack.

The white wolf's successful resistance had obviously angered the gray wolf, and he pounced on and bit the white wolf more fiercely. But this time, the white wolf no longer had the good luck just now. The sharp fangs pierced deeply into the forelimbs, and the bright red blood flowed out, soon dyeing the snow-white fur red.

The injured white wolf howled softly. He wanted to escape from the claws of the gray wolf, but the pain of the wound and the weakness of his limbs made him have no strength to resist. Then he was bitten by the gray wolf, lifted, and thrown out heavily.

The world was spinning.

The white wolf rolled twice in the dusty field until his head hit the hard stones around the arena, and then he stopped. At this moment, he looked terrible, with messy hair, and bright red blood mixed with mud, covering his forelimbs, abdomen and head.

He struggled to get up from the ground, but his injured leg made him lose his balance and fall to the ground again.

The winner was decided.

The gray wolf excitedly called to the moon, and the wolf pack followed suit, one after another, which was creepy. No one thought of caring about the white wolf lying on the ground, and no one cared about his life or death.

There were no lights in Wilvo tonight, and the big, round moon above was the source of all the light. Abraham raised his head with difficulty to look at the surrounding wolves, but all he could see were their indifferent eyes. Those blue, green, and golden eyes flickered in the moonlight, like a bunch of ghost lights.

Abraham felt a little dizzy, and everything in front of him became blurry. But at this moment, he heard the voice he was most familiar with.

"Abel—"

At the end of his memory, he saw a golden-brown figure passing through the wolf pack and fiercely pounced on the gray wolf on the other side of the field.

Abraham felt that he had a very long dream, dreaming of his past life and his present life, and he didn't know what day it was.

Like a ghost that no one could see or touch, he watched the short life of a young man named Victor in that bizarre dream as a bystander.

He watched him being born in the expectation of his parents and sister, growing up slowly from a baby, learning to talk, learn to walk, and learn everything that his parents thought was useful.

The baby gradually became a little boy, and was sent to school by his parents. Like most boys of that age, he was naughty and mischievous, making the teachers angry, but they could do nothing about it.

In the fights with his sister, the boy became a young man, and he finally became stable. But when his life was about to usher in the most colorful stage, a car accident brought it all to an abrupt end.

Then, a werewolf named Abraham Cromwell was born in Wilvo...

Obviously, these were all ordinary scenes, but Abraham felt that he must have shed tears.

Because he finally remembered that he was Victor in the past.

When Abraham finally woke up, the full moon night had long passed, and he had already returned to human form.

After adapting to the light, the champagne-colored eyes slowly turned a circle. The small, cramped room, the pitifully few furniture, and the rough handmade wind chimes hanging by the window... everything he saw told him that he had returned to his own cabin.

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