Chapter 94 She is my servant, Erma

Archie's POV

All werewolves can shift into wolves, but I am an exception. I first realized I was different from others when I was eight.

At that time, my father, the Alpha of Golden Crest, was out for patrol in the territory, and enemies seized the opportunity to launch an attack on our pack. My little brother and I were spotted by the enemy, with only a few guards by our side. The only luck thing was that there were just several werewolves enemies, so I instructed the guards to take my brother and run while I and the remaining few engaged in combat to buy time.

As the enemy's claws sent the small sword in my hand flying, I knew I was defeated. But unwilling to surrender my life so easily, at the last moment, I forced a special strength out of my body-a little wolf appeared behind the enemy all of a sudden in the air. Seizing the opportunity, it clamped onto the enemy's neck, refusing to let go despite their struggles.

Taking advantage, I grabbed my fallen sword and pierced the enemy'