Otis's POV It was nighttime when I was conscious again. "Otis, you're finally awake! Oh, poor girl. You must be having a hard time." I slowly turned my head sideways at the sound of the familiar, gentle voice. I saw that Wynna was sitting next to me, and one of her big warm hands was grasping my hand. Was it Wynna who had been taking care of me? Although I was unconscious during the time I was unconscious, I was able to know who that familiar and by warm feeling was. "Madam. I'm bothering you to take care of me. How long have I been unconscious?" I looked out the window at the night in confusion. It was already night, so maybe I had been unconscious for half a day, or even a day and a half? Oh, that's a long time, will Conrad get more tired of me for that? I looked at Wynna with apprehension. "It's the evening of the third day, and I'm much relieved that you're awake." "What? The third day!" I felt my head buzzing when I
Otis's POV I followed Conrad's footsteps to a wide field and was surprised to see where he was taking me. Conrad had brought me to the training ground, what was he trying to do? I looked at his sturdy back and felt confused. Was he going to beat me up hard here? I thought of his disgusting words and eyes, and I felt that it was not impossible, as if a stone had been packed into my heart. "Marsh! Come here! I need you to help train this fragile slave. She must meet the minimum standards of our warriors as soon as possible." I felt a little incredulous at Conrad's words. He had brought me here to train me, not to beat me. But why was he training me? I thought about it for a while and couldn't figure it out. After all, Conrad's heart was like a sewing needle sunk into the bottom of the sea, I wanted to understand but could not find a clue, so I simply did not continue to guess his thoughts. Anyway, it was Moon Goddess's luck for
Otis's POV The next day arrived quickly. I woke up at dawn and went to the kitchen to prepare Conrad's coffee and breakfast. After a day of rest, all my fatigue was gone. Almost all of my minor injuries had healed and only a few aches and pains from over-exercise remained. These aches and pains were a sign of getting stronger for me. I felt that I had renewed hope. The distance between me and my goal was closing. I left my note to train at the track next to Conrad's breakfast and coffee and ran towards the track. The training ground wasn't very far from the Pack House. Soon I entered the building that held all my hopes. "Otis, come here!" Marsh, who was standing on the training ground, quickly saw me and pointed in the direction of the young werewolves, "Today we're going to do power combat training. This is a key program for you who lack explosive power, and I hope you can stick with it." "Beta Marsh, I'll do my best!" After saying
Otis's POV Marsh's instruction was very detailed and I was able to learn a lot from it, and the feeling of improving my fighting skills made me feel very happy, but just then I saw Conrad approaching us. Conrad was the most prominent man compared to these strong wolves in the training ground, he was tall, strong, and handsome, and the sun made his brilliant blonde hair look even more brilliant. The aura he exuded as he approached us made me turn my head and keep looking at him. What is he doing here? He... Is he here to see the results of my training? I couldn't help but shake my head at the thought. How could Conrad have come to pay attention to me on purpose? He was so disgusted with my weakness. Marsh was called over to him and they seemed to be talking about something. I was a little too far away from them to be able to discern what they were saying. "Just instruct her with your words. Don't touch her. I'm afraid you'll be influenced by her
Otis's POV "Marsh, my Beta. It's been a long time since we've had a match." I could hardly believe my ears when I heard that. Conrad was going to have a match with Marsh! Why would he do that? I looked over at him as Conrad stood on the high platform, his body as strong as a mountain. The pressure that emanated from him just now caused the other fighters to avoid his eyes. Although I always knew he possessed great strength, I had never seen Conrad's full power. The last time he very easily tore apart that group of rouges, I was so focused on the fear that I didn't get a good look at how he fought them. I couldn't help but start looking forward to it. If I had been able to watch their match, it would have taught me a lot. It was a chance for me to become a part of the shortening distance between the strongest and the I heard a shout of surprise, and Conrad took the lead in attacking Marsh, and they began to fight. The sound of fists hittin
Otis's POV After I came out of Conrad's room, I couldn't control my low mood. Every word he said was like a heavy stone mill crushing my heart. I was training hard! But why was he so unreasonable? Then I remembered that he was angry with me for caring about Marsh and not about him, and the low mood seemed to disappear a bit. I was on a roller coaster of emotions, and my mind was full of confusion like a tangled mess of wool. Maybe I should take a break and forget about it. I took a deep breath and tried to stop thinking about these things and went to my room and fell into a deep sleep. The next day came quickly. After a night's rest, my spirits were much better and my mood calmed down, but Conrad's shadow still appeared in my mind from time to time. I couldn't think like this anymore, I had to put all my heart into training! As long as I'm in training, maybe I won't have to think about these things. After preparing Conrad's morning
Otis's POV Make me a Seeker? I could hardly believe it when I heard Marsh's words, but Seeker is a very important position in the pack. In addition to being responsible for the vigilance of the wolves around the pack, this position also has the job of probing other packs for information when necessary, almost acting as the eyes and ears of the pack. I never thought that I would be recommended by Marsh to be a Seeker! But at this point, I suddenly thought of Conrad. What did he think? Would he approve of me, a slave, becoming Seeker of the pack? I couldn't speculate whether he would agree or not, which made my heart unable to help but feel nervous and apprehensive. Anyway, my training did show good results. I just need to keep on keeping on and I will get stronger. I didn't think too much about anything else, it was now time for dinner and I needed to prepare dinner for Conrad. I carefully took the badge that was given as a reward and carr
Otis's POV I didn't expect Marsh to be standing at the entrance of the training ground waiting for me so early! "Happy Birthday! Otis!" Marsh's sincere wishes reached my ears, his face full of smiles. "Oh! Thank you, Marsh!" The moment I heard the birthday wish, I felt as if the whole world had brightened up. I never thought that I would remember my birthday just by saying Marsh once. I felt a warm feeling that I hadn't felt in a long time. In the eight years of Grey Pack, no one knew my birthday or said happy birthday to me. Some moist liquid was swirling inside my eyes. I hurriedly covered half of my face with one hand. I really didn't expect anyone to congratulate me on my birthday. Marsh patted me on the shoulder as if he understood what I was thinking. But he didn't comfort me, he just said to me in the same tone as usual, "You've been able to shift successfully now, right? I think today you should be able to stop your training for a