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Chapter 4

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Elsa’s POV 

Days passed by quickly, with everyone trying to adjust to our continuous raid to stock on our food supplies.

“How is the new werewolf managing her powers?” Damian asked as he entered my room.

I sighed as I walked closer to him. “How many times do I have to tell you about entering my room without announcing your presence? Ever heard of a knock on the door or the side?”

He turned away, tapping his feet on the ground. “I’m sorry. I was just excited to see you this morning after everything. It happened so fast, from the raid at the human place to how those rival groups tracked us to our place.”

I smiled, patting him on the shoulder before I walked away from him. “It just feels different now,” I said.

“You will need training; if you want to get into shape with your abilities,” he said as he raised his head to look at me.

“I have trained with almost everyone in this place,” I whined, feeling my body sore from trying to transform and actually transforming.

He chuckled as he handed me my jacket, seeing I was looking for something. “It doesn’t look very hard now. Does it?”

“Asides the need for me having to carry extra clothes when I know I will transform. There is nothing much about it,” I said, feeling blood rush up my cheeks when I remembered he might have seen me naked after my first transformation.

“Extra clothes are a must for us, or rather transforming with your clothes next to you,” he said with a nervous smile. “How about partial transformation?”

“We can train now in the training room if you want to see how good I’ve gotten,” I said, smiling widely as I was eager to show him how good I had gotten.

He smiled as he stretched his hand, helping me put on the jacket behind me. “We’ll see about that.”

I smiled, feeling my body tingle as his hands grazed my skin. I turned to him. “Let’s go right now.”

His face turned serious as he walked behind me, heading for the training room with me. I could feel the seriousness in the air as he took off his shirt, exposing a toned body to me.

“Ready?” He asked as he drew his claws, waiting for me.

“I was born ready,” I replied as I drew my claws, feeling my hair stand as I charged at him. He came closer to me as our claws clashed, dragging me towards him.

I could feel something in my mind as I stared at him. He had something associated with him, like a scent that I wanted to have to myself.

“What is it?” He asked, staring me in the eyes.

I swallowed hard as I suddenly realized the ruddy boy was suddenly more handsome than I remembered. “I do not know. Is there a problem?”

He shook his head as his Adam's apple bobbed in his throat. “I don’t think there is a problem, except the chance I had to take off your head while you were staring at me.”

I smiled as I pulled off him. It wasn’t what I had felt, but I shook my head to clear it, ready to charge at him once more, when I heard a commotion coming from outside. 

We stopped our fight, dressing up quickly to know what was happening. The front of the castle was crowded with people staring at something. I moved to the front of the crowd, seeing a naked boy sitting on the ground.

“We need help,” the boy said as he lowered his head to the ground, encrusted with soot.

“What happened?” Dennis asked as he broke out of the crowd.

“Our settlement was raided by humans and we have nowhere to go,” he answered. I could tell from the scent of his blood of his heritage. He was a beta and probably the lowest ranking of his group.

Dennis turned, searching the eyes of his co-leaders to know what they said.

I took my jacket from Damian’s hand. “There is no time for us to stand and decide what we are going to do,” I said as I walked to the boy, picking him from the ground. “Take me to where they are.”

“You aren’t the leader of our pack.....” someone said, but Dennis raised his arm, stopping the boy from speaking.

“I need twenty men to help them out,” he called out, stepping out with me.

I nodded my head as we followed the boy, rushing into the distance. It took us a day of constant running before we got to the place his people had gathered, but it looked like there was another presence with them.

“You again,” I said as I stared at Caspian.

“Of all people to call for help. It is the very one who has nothing to offer you,” Caspian said as he noticed us approaching.

“At least they called us for help. They trust us more instead of running toward your alpha.”

“I think this will be easier for me,” he said with a smile as he called his men toward us. “Without your makeshift leader. Your group would readily agree to join our pack.”

I looked around, seeing how my people noticed Caspian’s intent.

Dennis screamed, charging into the nearest man in front of him, killing him with an instant decapitation. “What are you standing for? Didn’t you hear what he said?”

The head dropped to the ground with a sudden realization of what we had hanging over us.

“Kill them all!” Caspian growled, drawing out his claws.

Caspian’s men charged at us, ready to swallow us with their higher number advantage when something happened.

The people we came to help charged from behind, taking out some number of his men before Caspian realized what was happening.

The fight was brutal, with over fifty of Caspian men falling with none on our side, but there was damage from the people we came to help with twenty more of them eating the dust.

“You will regret this,” Caspian said as he retreated with his men. He had taken his luck with us a bit too far, not counting on the people he wanted to add to his ranks to turn against him.

We stood, watching as they counted their losses. The boy who had called for our help came with a coat over his shoulders. “Thank you for coming to help us.”

“We can talk of gratitude later,” Dennis said as he stared at them, mourning over their new losses. “We have to get of here before he returns with backup.”

I nodded at his words. Caspian didn’t look like he was joking when he said he would return and this want the right way we could face him.

Dennis looked at me as he rounded our group to him. “Let’s better hope this sacrifice is worth it.”

“We are no different from alpha Hector and his group if we cannot help another without what they have to give to us,” I spat back at him.

“Then let’s hope there are no repercussions for our help here,” he added before he turned away from me. “Let’s move out before Caspian makes do his threat.”

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