My Sister-In-Law Is My Mate!?!

Hazel did not know much about the medicine, but she had injured herself a lot while running in the wilderness and exploring it and she had to treat her wounds by herself every time. As they all did not have time to serve her. So, she had a good experience in bandaging the wounds and finding herbs for treatment.

She glared at the animal, completely unaffected by his sharp teeth and claws it was showing to scare her. After getting killed and betrayed by her loved ones, the fear of death had left her already.

"Stay put, i will find a way to treat you," she patted the animal to assure it that she meant no harm. She nodded in satisfaction when the wolf did not howl or barked at her again. In her eyes, it was looking rather docile now.

He continued to follow her through his eyes. He was not fool enough to trust a human. They have killed his mate and left him in this condition. He would not let them hurt him, even if he wanted to die, he would not let a human do that deed.

His eyes glowed with menace and his sharp canines were ready to tear the tender flesh of the girl if needed. Completely unaware of the desire of the animal to kill her, Hazel was busy in finding proper herbs. Then she ran towards the river and tore her pretty dress. It was the only new dress she had. She had received it as a gift from the family of Jonnathan when her engagement was announced. She had not even a single bit affinity with the dress as she had in the past when she kept this dress precisely as if it was a hidden treasure. The only gift she received from her soon to be family.

'Ha!" she laughed over the statement as she remembered the cold eyes of the man whom she was expecting love and care.

The wolf howled when she laughed maniacally. His senses were in full alert. She must have planned something vicious to laugh that cruelly. He tried to stand on his feet but the injury was deep and he had lost enough blood to not be able to walk or move. He winced at the pain once again when the girl returned towards him.

She had a dagger in her hands which alerted him further. He howled looking at her as he showed her his canines and took the position to attack her. She snorted at his actions.

"You do not have the strength to kill me right now. If you want you can do that once I will treat you. Did you not see, I am trying to help you here? Or has the injury destroyed all the cells of your brain??" the way she treated him with disdain and casually was not digestible to the being. He always felt dumbfounded at her behavior then.

She sat in front of him while pointing the dagger at him. "I do not have alcohol. So I have to use a dagger and fire to sterilize your wounds and then I will clean your body and wrap the bandages. I will not harm you until you try to harm me. Once I will treat you, you are free to go or attack me but then the dagger would not be used to treat you but kill you. So, you better behave. Can you understand me??" she asked as she tried her best to act the way she was talking so that he could understand.

But he did not understand a thing. Why was she putting so much effort in treating her? He took a sniff of the dagger and then of her body. There was no smell of poison or any other chemical that could hurt him. She was not strong enough to kill him even in the condition. One bite and he would cut her limbs from her body.

That was what I was aiming for. The sky had started to turn dark and she frowned.

"I have to go back soon. I do not have much time left. So, stop wasting time." she scolded him again when he was trying to sniff her face and then she moved away from him. He continued to look at her action with a tilted head.

She collected a lot of dried leaves and small sticks and rubbed two dry stones to light the fire. She took a breath of relief when the fire finally lit after trying umpteenth time.

She held the dagger in the fire to make it hot. Her body started sweating profusely and then her face turned red and her hands almost burnt in the process. When she was satisfied with the red dagger, she moved towards the wolf and smiled.

"It will hurt a lot. So you better control your claws and teeth." with that without giving further time to understand or respond. She put the knights on his injuries. She was hoping he would howl or cry or wince in pain yet the animal continued to stare at her without even blinking.

"You are a brave one, aren't you? You remind me of myself again and again." she replied with a chuckle as she cleaned the blood from its snowy white fur. And then wrapped his injured with the strips she had tore from her gown.

"You need rest to recover and a lot of meat too. You seem hungry. But I am not good at hunting. And I can not kill animals with my own hands." she replied as she roamed a hand on his fur. It was so soft and smooth to touch that she did not want to take out her hands. But she knew that she had to.

She sighed when she finally let his touch go, she stood up and patted her dress and then looked at him with soften eyes "so, wait here. I will bring some food for you from my home."

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