Surviving The Apocalypse As A Werewolf! BL/Yaoi 20 Chapter Nineteen

"We should make a fire, night is about to fall and I'm freezing here." Is was not the best option of course, the wolves could smell the smoke and the flame would be a beacon at night, but me, and even Kira in her current state, could not afford a cold night tonight.

"Did you hear me mutt? Go fetch some wood will you?"

At that he finally stands, shaking is black silky fur, his figure completely hidden in this small dark s.p.a.ce.

"Or have you got tired of us and want us to freeze to death? Or maybe you have some brilliant idea of going out there at night without a proper plan, equipment, to get lost or frozen even faster? I know our situation is difficult but being suicidal is not an option you know Mutt?"

Thought it would be no problem for the wolves to hunt us down at night, with or without fire, they already have the advantage over us and, I soon realize, if I, a newborn werewolf or something, could track the mutt and Kira smells here, so would the others.

s.h.i.+t, we have no choice but to move now do we?

Not looking forward to that for sure, not after my naked little adventure, which already made my limbs so numb and stiff.

'I'm not a mutt, I'm a pureblood, pup, so start calling me by my name will you? I'm Nolan, and my wolf's name is Wolfroum.'

If the freezing night hadn't frozen me enough that did.

I turn around slowly, far too occupied until now, messing up with my bag, to realize how close the mutt was, his tall figure towering beside me as he inclines forward to have our faces on the same level, his snout and big yellow eyes staring up close into mine.

I'm taken back and try to step back by reflex, but since the place was small and carved by the water there were a lot of irregularities, so my foot gets stuck on a root and I'm unable to keep my balance up, throwing my hand up to try and steady myself, only to look like I was flapping my arms around like an idiot.

But that at least allows the mutt to hold to my arm and pull me over to him, making me collide with his furry chest.

Only for the fact down on me.

W-

WHAT THE h.e.l.l!! Did, did he just t-talk?

'What are you staring at me for pup?' He says with a not amused expression on his face as he turns us around towards the crevice, pa.s.sing an arm on my back to guide my still amused self inside.

"B-but how?" He sighs.

'Could you at least tell me your name too before anything else? Is only natural to give your name back once someone is presenting themselves isn't?'

"Wait, why isn't your mouth moving?" That earns me another sigh from his part, as if he was too tired to deal with me; or rather, he may have from the start, but it was rather difficult to know with his wolf face and lack of speech.

'Am not… talking per say, is actually my wolf who is communicating with you…and you are kind of perceiving it with your mind.'

"Like telepathy?" The word sounded silly coming out of my mouth, by seeing him there, talking to me like this, made me… I little more open-minded; if being a werewolf hadn't done that already.

'…So?'

"So what?'

'What's your name pup? Or would you rather have me calling you pup from now on?'

"Oh, ahm… I'm Enzo." He keeps looking at me, expecting more, and I remember. "Oh and my wolf is called Luna."

'Enzo… 'I can almost hear him purr as he says my name, and something growls, in the back of my mind, the name Luna with the same ferocity and intensity. Could it be his wolf?

All of this just sounds too weird for me.

He gives wide steps with his pawed hind legs, swift smooth moves carry him quickly yet silently, giving him the strong figure of a hunter, only that… he still had his arm around my waist and basically was dragging my a.s.s around.

"Oi, you can let go now." I say, annoyed, from being pressed against him like that, unable to turn my face around and see what he was up to.

'What if I don't?'

You little s.h.i.+t! I think as I'm about to step on his paw toes with my boot when I'm suddenly leaning forward only to somehow end up on his lap.

"Oi! What the h.e.l.l you think you are doing? Let go of me!" I say as I start to fight back and punch and elbow him at any possible moment.

'E-Enzo wait up, oi! Calm down! I just trying to warm you up, you are cold as ice!'

I stop attacking him as I look up, his big black nose right in front of my face as I pull back a little so I could see his eyes.

"Really?" I ask, raising an eyebrow.

'Really, now could you please stop attacking me so we can discuss what to do next? Plus…Kira isn't doing very well…'

That last bit of information makes me ignore, even if momentarily, the state we were in and his big warm hand on my back.

I look down, unable to keep eye contact for what would come next.

"H-how is she?"

'Considering that we had to run with her back and forth on a cold environment with a recent wound that we had no proper ways to heal from in the first place… as you would expect. I fear her wound is infecting… she doesn't have much longer at this pace. I'm sorry.'

…

Sorry?

He is sorry?

"You are sorry my a.s.s, it was your kind, 'your's', who did this to us! You f.u.c.king beasts who came and take what you f.u.c.king want! You destroy everything you touch, you are killing what is most dear to me, and I'm yet to become one of yours?! And you say you are 'sorry'?!Don't f.u.c.k with me!" He keeps holding me in place as I try to punch and kick him, and stop myself in time to realize that I was trying to bite him too.

Bite, for G.o.d's sake!

Without much of a choice I stay there, warped forcibly around his strong arm, the place mostly quiet beyond my raspy breath and insults from time to time.

After a while, when I was still for some time, he asks with an annoyed voice: 'Are you done with your tantrum now?'

Which, of course, was the wrong thing to ask to someone who was mad at him; and that unleashed another wave of kicks and punches and creative insults.

Next time, when I calm down again, he doesn't make the same mistake as he simply waits it out.

"I want to see her."

'I don't think that's a good ide-'

"'Now.'"

He sighs but does as asked, not giving up in carrying me around for the purpose of warming me up; which was working with his furry warm body, but I would never admit that; he stands with me on his arms and sits down beside a pile of fur on the side.

I gulp down, with a sudden heavy weight on my chest.

And I slowly take the cover off.

And her wounds… were as bad as I thought. The first indicator that something was wrong is the mere fact that she didn't even open her eyes this time, her breath so swallow that almost did not raise her chest up.

I look over her and there were clear signs of her being cleaned off of dirt beforehand, courtesy of the mut-Nolan I bet, but the bandages were changed and are already red with blood, the sudden movements doing as bad as one would expect to such a fresh wound.

Over it all was the yellowing of the wound, a dreadful and deadly thing to see.

That the wounds… are infected.

And that we needed medicine, 'now'.

"Change of plans Mutt, we are going to the city, tonight."

He looks deeply into my eyes, his brownish-yellow eyes as deep and colorful as caramel, drowning me in his gaze.

"I'm not giving up on her." I say with determination in my voice.

'Never said you would.'

At that he smirks, showing off his big teeth.

"What is so funny?"

'And here I thought you would come with so many questions, or at least start crying on my lap, and yet…'

"Oh, don't worry, I will ask you a lot of questions and make you cry later, but for now… Kira is our priority."

And maybe kill some werewolves in the process.

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Author note:

So, next chapter is already our twenty of this story, which will probably go up to thirty, so is about time to ask…

What do you guys want to see as extra after the ending??

I was thinking of making something his Nolan's human form, with a lot of s.m.u.t of course *cough cough*

So we are now~~~open for ideas! ＼(^ω^＼)