UNTAMED: THE ALPHA

Chaos could feel her soft skin under his fingers when he touched her cheeks, as he whispered softly, "I finally found you again, Blue."

He leaned forward and gathered her small body in his arms, as he wiped away the strands of her hair off of her face, so he could see her clearly.

She looked pale, but he could feel her shallow breathing. He was almost running out of time to save her, but he was glad that he came just in time to be able to see her again.

"Wake up little wolf," he said, cradling her in his arms. His strength had deteriorated greatly, but it was not a problem for him. "Open your eyes."

Chaos had never talked to anyone this softly before or showed this much emotion. Just by hearing his voice, you would know what exactly he was feeling right at this moment.

His feelings were so raw and it was simply beyond belief to see him in this state.

'Wake up, little wolf.'

Those were the same words that he said when he found out that his little companion had been slaughtered by those villagers, while holding her body so close to his heart.

The pain returned along with the memories of it, the memories that he had buried at the back of his head and hadn't touched for all these centuries.

Chaos was even in a state where he couldn't even remember why he had to gather the pieces of his shattered soul. It was almost like a duty for him, a reason why he walked the realm, forgetting his true intentions.

Therefore, if he had to lose her again this time, it would be his fault, again.

"Wake up, little wolf," Chaos said again, rocking her body back and forth.

In the past, the little wolf didn't respond to his pleas and left him.

In the past, it was too late for him to save her soul, even when he had threatened Hades for it, since it took him so long to find out that his little companion had died.

In the past, Hades could only promise him that he would let her live again, in the same world as him, but he didn't say how long Chaos had to wait.

But, now, Chaos came to her in time, thus it was not fair if he had to wait for centuries to see her again.

And fortunately, he didn't need to do that…

Chaos held his breath when he felt a faint movement from her, as her lashes fluttered before he could look into her hazel eyes.

"Chaos?" she asked with her hoarse voice. She blinked tiredly. "I want to go home."

"Yes, let's go home…" Chaos said, relief washed over his being when he knew everything would be all right, at least she would live and he didn't make the same mistake like before…

It meant the world to him…

She meant the world to him….

Whether it was in the past or now, it would always be like that…

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"Your baby is healthy, you have entered the seventh week of pregnancy," the Ob- Gyn told Lise and Sol with a happy smile on her face. She thought it would be good news for them.

However, when the two young people didn't show any interest in that, she stopped smiling and sat down on her chair.

"I want to ask you this," she said carefully. "Will you keep the baby?"

She knew it was a bold question, but upon seeing their expressions, she didn't think she had stepped out of line when she queried them of this. To make sure that she was on the right track to discuss this.

"The baby is very healthy," she started. "If both of you think this is too fast…"

"I want to abort it," Lise cut her off immediately when she knew what this doctor was going to say. It was about her keeping the baby, while she had no idea what she had gone through.

Beside her, Sol grabbed her hand in warning.

"Think about this again," the doctor was in a difficult position.

"No, I want to abort it," Lise said firmly.

"We will talk about this," Sol finally spoke, as he stood up. "Thank you for your concern."

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It had been seven days and Knox didn't show any significant improvement, if one could say, his condition was only getting worse now.

Meanwhile, Gael had regained his consciousness two days ago and his health had improved, though he was still in pain and couldn't use his power, but he was awake and could move as he pleased, unlike Knox, who had been in a vegetative state since he brought Gael to this manor during the disaster.

"Still no news from Chaos?" Anne asked when Gael entered Knox's room. His face was pale and his lips were chapped, but he looked better than yesterday.

"No." Gael took a chair and sat down beside Anne, who was sitting on the edge of the bed.

"What will you do about the company?" Anne changed the topic, because if Gael couldn't find any news about Chaos, then there was nothing she could ask anymore.

"I will say that I survived the earthquake." The news about him still being missing was still a hot topic in the media. Most people said that he was dead, since it had been seven days and he was still missing. What hope would one have in that kind of situation?

"You have been missing for seven days, what excuse will you use?" Anne raised her brows.

"I will think about that later."

"What about your wife?"

The word 'wife' was like a slap on Gael's face. "She is dead," he replied coldly.

There was silence that stretched between them, as they didn't know what safe step they should take, but a knock on the door pulled them back from their reverie.

"Someone asked to meet Mr. McKeltar," the maid said timidly from outside the door.

"Me?" Gael frowned.

"No, Mr. Knox."

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