Chapter 9: Council's Plea

Chapter 9: Amarantha's POV

"We still have a problem, my king..." Beta Iñigo suddenly uttered after a brief silence.

All of the council members looked at him, even Iram.

"What is it?"

"How do we do what the council wants? It is not something so simple, your grace. She's a human and we don't have any ways to make her into a real werewolf unless she'd turn into."

"Oh, may I interrupt this conversation?" I blurted out. "You are talking about my well-being here. I get it that you hated me because I'm a human but turning me into a werewolf gravely violates my right to live. Turning me into a monster is not an option!" I clearly stated.

Then, the Delta snarled at me showing his sharp teeth and glowing red eyes. His name is Redentus. By the looks of his physique, I could tell how he trained so well in physical battle. He has a broad chest and well-toned muscles. He is a bit red-skinned and has long hair. He looked younger than Iram. "You have no right to call us monsters! Your race is the real