#Chapter 156 Wolf

I couldn’t remember much. I felt hot thought, like my blood had turned to fire while I was unconscious and I was adrift in an ocean of fire. I turned reaching out, trying to get my bearings but I couldn’t. Candido. Where was Candido? I didn’t know. I remembered that I had seen him recently. An image of him bound and glaring at me flashed through my mind, but I couldn’t hold onto it. Slowly, the world seemed to come back to me. I smelled stone, but the air was warmer. I could smell Candido near me. Someone’s hand was on my head, stroking my head softly. I grunted, trying to speak, but all I heard was a low growl. The hand stopped briefly and pressed firmly before I could try to lift my head. “Sleep,” Candido said, his voice soft and low. “You’re too weak to try to get up right now.” I tried to speak, but all I heard was a low whine. An animal whine. Then I realized that my vision was different. I felt different. I stretched my legs, trying to wiggle my toes, bu