With so much silver in and on me, and with the help of the wolfsbane I am not healing, in fact, I was getting weaker. I still could not reach my wolf, there is just too much silver,
"Well look at you," I heard a voice, I look up and through my blood-caked eyes I see Snow,
"Feeling weak are we,? look at you boy, so pathetic"
I growl at him,
"Oh please save it," he says
"You do not scare me, you're too weak to hurt a fly never mind an Alpha"
"Why don't you come in here and closer to me and see just how weak I am," I said
"Why Tom hasn't killed you yet is beyond me," he says
"Well no matter, I will take of you myself."
"The way you took care of my mother,"
"Believe my boy," he says
"It was not my intention to kill the Ice Dragon, I needed her, with her I would have ruled our world
