Chapter 226. Call the Lycan Empire

Doran’s POV

I could feel my airways constricting. I felt a warm liquid run down my face. I wiped it with the back of my hand while I held on tight to the coat of the wolf that was carrying me.

Blood. More blood…

“Fuck!”

I coughed and more blood poured out of me, soiling the coat of my wolf.

“Run…Faster!”

I gasped. I could feel my death creeping closer. I might not make it. My grip weakened and I tumbled off the wolf and rolled to the ground, my knees, elbows and shins, being bruised as I barely rolled over sharp sticks and stones.

“Master!”

My man had shifted back in to his human form and was kneeling at my side. I could barely get on my feet. I raised my head and saw my hideout in the distance.

“Antidote…cough cough! More blood …in there.”

“W…what does the bottle look like?”

“Gr…”

I could no longer breathe. My vision started to darken ands before I was swept off by the dark void, I saw my man