4. Lora and Harvey's Jealousy.

"You scumbag!" Tina cursed when she noticed Lora and Harvey together from afar. Ambition was burning in her heart, and jealousy assaulted her. The royal princess, Beta, should not be so demanding; Alpha only has one Luna, and she wished to be destined for Harvey.

"Harvey has to be mine!" Her hands clenched, indicating her fervent ambition. Meanwhile, Harvey locked his gaze on Lora's face; she was still quite young.

"Do you go to school?" he inquired.

"I'm in school, but I'm still absent because my entire body hurts," Lora replied.

Harvey had begun to sympathize with Lora since the incident with the healer, but he was still proud. He treasured the lovely compliments in his heart, while Lora was still a slave to him. He couldn't face the thought of hurting the girl, no matter how much he despised it.

"You look horrible. No wonder you're still a slave," Harvey sneered to mask his beating heart. When the indications of love began to surface, he constantly avoided them.

"I don't need your opinion; practice until you become the greatest Alpha according to your desires," Lora stated. She did not want to be enslaved indefinitely; she had the right to happiness and to lift her position from a slave to a person with a decent life.

"I'm hesitant to become Alpha."

Being a leader was not easy, and Harvey unknowingly said what was on his mind. He trained to command troops like a warlord, and then he had to become a leader for the people.

"Believe in yourself; at the very least, you are not a slave. And I appreciate it when you take me to a healer. I believed my life was nearly over," Lora stated. She didn't care anymore; her clothes were dirty, and even if there was a man behind her, Harvey wouldn't be interested in an anorexic woman like herself.

The presence of wolves passing the right and left corners of the road is not unusual, especially in a full moon pack; practically all werewolves are accompanied by wolves. The countryside is dark, and Lora frequently seeks light to alleviate her fear of death.

Lora needs to finish the laundry, but the wolves are much more menacing, as if they want to pounce on her alive, and Harvey is no longer present.

She slept peacefully during the night, but she is still terrified to stay in her new room with Barry; she feels more at ease in the basement, even though she is alone, alone, and only with black spiders on the walls; the thicker the spider webs, the stronger the house.

She opened page after page of a book about witches; she had no idea where it came from or who her father and mother were. They merely stated Lora's mother was a witch, but was she truly such a wicked witch in the eyes of the werewolves that they shouldn't be together?

"In the eyes of other species, witches are malevolent figures," Lora explained. She read aloud the first sentence of the eighth paragraph. She wasn't sure because the book hadn't been completed yet. She had to read to the end to get the gist of the book's contents.

She read sentence by phrase until she discovered a description of the world of witches that wasn't so horrible. Lora has hope that she can move to a better place from here because the world is full of brightness.

"I really shouldn't be here," Lora said. Her hand reached for the book's final page. She took out the map from the book and drew the cardinal directions in brown ink. Pigeon feather map writing devices were soaked in ink and used as sketching tools.

Lora plans to follow the arrow out of werewolf territory one day. She already possesses half-werewolf blood, but none of the wolves are interested in being her partner.

Grrr...

Grrr...

A growling sound came from outside, indicating that an intruder had entered the dungeon. Only slaves should be permitted to enter.

"Barry?" Lora called out her best friend's name, but no one answered. She took the risk of opening the door. Lora was taken aback when she noticed the four-legged wolf growling at her.

Lora had seen a grey wolf with white patches behind Tina, so the animal looked familiar. This wolf is unmistakably Tina's friend.

"Your blood contains the witch's blood. I want to show you that you can die or not," it said with a snarl from its mouth as it began to harm her with its sharp claws.

"Stop!"

Harold shouted out from outside. The wolves' growling was silenced by those remarks.

"Don't take it too far. That girl has the right to a good life," Harold stood in the way. His hand came out to stroke Dela, the wolf's name, on the nape of its neck. The wolf instantly became docile in his hands, like a kitten.

"If only," she grumbled, then shook her head. She had to concentrate on the aim of getting out of there.

Harold ran into Harvey as he emerged from the basement.

"Dad's favorite son, you. He kept complimenting you," Harvey stated. His voice was irritated and humiliated.

"What happened?" Harold wondered.

"No matter how much I practice, you're the main Alpha's favorite."

Harold gasped as well, not knowing why. Because Alpha was so friendly to him, he was occasionally given milder training patterns than Harvey.

"I have to run a thousand times faster than light, disperse lightning, and walk on water while you don't have to," Harvey grumbled.

"I got the same training program," Harold explained.

"No, you're always praising the sky while I'm on the ground," Harvey responded once more.

"So, what went wrong?" Harold inquired calmly.

"I simply wanted to ask a question. I am the first kid, yet I am not a golden child, whereas you are treated as if you are a diamond."

"Never mind, we'll go back to school tomorrow. Vacation is over, so get ready," Harold finished before they went back to their rooms.

Lora was getting ready for school the next day. She does not dress well and has a simple appearance. Even though the clothes are nice, they won't hide her status as a slave, especially with the frills of treachery.

Lora's face was tired from lack of sleep, yet she still went to school. All eyes were on her the entire way to school.

"LORA, TRASHY GIRL!" exclaims Tina. Lora's steps came to a halt.

Tina's rage increased when she learned of Harold's concern!

"You're a greedy b*tch! You are a naive, treacherous slave!"