My body temperature has already reached forty degrees
My body temperature has already reached forty degrees, but I dare not stop.
The snow was falling thick and fast, covering the border of our tribe's territory.
I moved forward step by step in the knee-deep snow barefoot, my fingers purple from the cold, but there was only one thought in my mind.
Find the necklace.
That was the task given to me by Alpha Damon Ashford.
He said it was an age-old token passed down through generations, a symbol of his identity as Alpha, engraved with ancient runes that only Alpha bloodline could interpret.
He said he had carelessly left it while patrolling the border of his territory, and if it were picked up by people from other tribes, it could threaten the safety of our entire tribe.
As he said these words, his amber eyes looked at me seriously, and his voice was deep and gentle.
His hand gently stroked my forehead, and he frowned when he felt my heat, but still said in that tone I couldn't refuse: "Elara, you know this territory best. Help me find it, will you? I only have you."
I don't know exactly how long I had been searching in the snow, and by the time I finally felt the cold metal chain among the deadwood, my knees were so weak that I could hardly stand.
I held it in the palm of my hand, and the chill felt like it was going to freeze my bones.
But I still laughed because I found what he needed, I found it.
As I dragged myself back to the main house of the tribe, my body was burning like a fire.