“Okay.” I nodded, slipping my hand into his. “Don’t worry. I have no plans to wander off on my own.”
A faint smile touched Rufus’ lips before we stepped into the Forbidden Forest together.
Not long after entering, we encountered a group of about a dozen wild wolves.
I tensed, watching them warily. They returned our gaze but didn’t dare make a move. It was clear they were intimidated by Rufus.
Suddenly, the wolves tilted their heads back and began howling, their cries echoing through the forest. The tone of their howls was anxious, almost as if they were trying to lead us somewhere.
Rufus and I exchanged wary glances but quickly decided to follow them.
“Are they taking us to see the grey wolf?” I asked with confusion, seeing how eagerly those wolves led the way. “I thought they abandoned the grey wolf yesterday.”
“I guess we’re going to find out.” Rufus squeezed my hand gently to comfort me.
The wild wolves soon led us to a cave. It was dark, dank, and cramped, but in the corner lay the dying grey wolf.
Rufus pulled out a flashlight to illuminate the cave and pointed it at the grey wolf so that we could survey its injuries more clearly.
The grey wolf’s hair stuck was matted, and its body trembled. Thankfully, we could see that it was still breathing, albeit faintly. Blood still seeped out of its throat wound. If Rufus and I didn’t come here today, it would’ve bled out.
Fortunately, Rufus’ bite wasn’t lethal, or it wouldn’t have been able to hold on for this long.
As soon as we got close, the grey wolf’s bloodshot eyes opened, and it looked at Rufus vigilantly. A low whimper sounded from its throat.
“How about you wait here first?” I turned my head and looked at Rufus hesitantly. “I think it’s scared.”
Pursing his lips, Rufus didn’t say anything but took a step back.
The grey wolf started to whimper even louder, as if it wanted to drive Rufus away.
“Why don’t you wait outside?” I suggested, my voice barely above a whisper.
This time, Rufus didn’t compromise. He passed me with a long face and pulled out a pistol from his pocket. I could tangibly feel his malicious aura seeping at the seams. His eyes were icy cold, and his message to the grey wolf was clear: if it made that sound again, he would shoot it in cold blood.
Sure enough, the grey wolf fell silent, albeit gritting its teeth. I couldn’t help but pity it.
I quickly pulled Rufus aside. “Stop scaring it. Trust me. Nothing’s going to happen. Just wait for me at the entrance of the cave. I’ll go out once I’ve bound up its wound. It’s so weak now. It can’t hurt me.”
Rufus looked at the grey wolf lying helplessly on the ground and snorted coldly. Finally, he put the pistol back in its holster.
“So, will you wait outside?” I looked at him, surprised that he was so obedient.
In the end, of course, it turned out that I had hoped for too much. Rufus simply walked to a large boulder nearby and sat down. His posture was leisurely yet stubborn, and his sharp eyes were fixed on the grey wolf. It was obvious that, from his position, if the grey wolf tried anything, he could pounce on it like lightning.
I felt helpless yet moved, so I let him stay there.
Then, I slowly approached the grey wolf. The truth was, I was a little nervous, afraid that the wolf would suddenly bear its sharp teeth and bite me out of the blue.
Sylvia’s POV
Although the grey wolf was by no means small, it was very thin and malnourished, so its head looked comparatively large to its body. As I approached, it raised its big head and stared at me with its beady eyes, like a caricature.
I tried to take two more steps forward. It didn’t move. Now that I was sure that it didn’t have any intention of hurting me, I heaved a sigh of relief and plucked up some more courage. I went straight to it, squatted down, and set the medical kit down on the floor next to me.
The black wood box was divided into several layers, with medicine and medical tools neatly packed inside.
As soon as I opened the medical kit, the smell of disinfectants wafted into the air.
The grey wolf wasn’t looking at me anymore. It was very curious about what was in the medical kit. It tried to crane its neck to get a better look, causing more blood to spurt from its wound.
I shot it with a reproachful look. “Your neck is practically broken,” I pointed out crossly. “Why are you trying to get up? Lie down!”
As I spoke, I tried to push its head down as gently as I could. Fortunately, it obeyed me and lay back down.
Every time I took something out of the medical kit, the grey wolf would nudge my hand with its snout curiously, then I would show whatever I was holding to it.
Sylvia’s POV
The next morning, just as the first rays of sunlight broke over the horizon, Rufus and I set off for the Forbidden Forest.
I trailed closely behind him, carrying a medical kit, while Rufus’ guards moved silently in the shadows. Although we couldn’t see them, their presence was a comforting reassurance.
Initially, we had intended to bring a doctor with us. However, as soon as he learned where we were headed, the poor man fainted on the spot. After some convincing, Rufus managed to talk me out of forcing the terrified doctor into what was clearly a perilous journey.
We pressed on without stopping until we reached the edge of the forest. Rufus turned to me, his gaze warm but serious as he adjusted my collar and snugly placed a woolen hat over my head. “Stay close to me. Don’t wander off. If we can’t find the gray wolf, we’ll leave immediately.”
“Okay.” I nodded, slipping my hand into his with a reassuring squeeze. “Don’t worry. I don’t have any plans to explore on my own.”
A faint smile curved Rufus’ lips before we stepped into the dense, shadowy forest together.
Not long after we entered, we encountered a group of about a dozen wild wolves.
I instinctively tensed, watching them with wary eyes. The wolves stood still, their sharp gazes fixed on us, but none made a move. Their hesitation betrayed a clear fear of Rufus.
Suddenly, the wolves raised their heads and howled, their cries reverberating through the forest. The sound wasn’t aggressive-it was anxious, almost beckoning. It felt as though they were urging us to follow.
Rufus and I exchanged a cautious glance, silently agreeing, before we began to follow the wolves deeper into the forest.
First, I took out a cotton ball to clean up the wound. After wiping the blood off and confirming that the bleeding had stopped, I pulled out a pair of pincers to take out dirt or any foreign matter from the wound. The torn flesh seemed to fester with infection, so I cleaned the wound with iodine. This time, the grey wolf whimpered in pain and twitched its body, but it made no move to scratch or bite me.
“Hang in there,” I murmured softly, making a conscious effort to move more gently. “This won’t take long.”
When I was done applying the medicine and wrapping the wound with gauze, it finally calmed down.
The grey wolf’s eyes looked at me the entire time I treated its wound. Seeing such a docile wolf, I couldn’t help but wonder. So, I reached out to touch its belly, trying to verify my guess.
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