CHAPTER THIRTY SEVEN

Kathrine's Pov

"Where are you dressed like this?"

"To the training ground where wolves pick a new leader"

"Better choose a better wolf that will become the Alpha soon"

I ignored her and left. My mother has a way of making me feel bad. How is it my fault?

The training grounds of the FangBlood pack was a sprawling area of open field, the moon casting its glow upon the werewolves gathered to witness the contest between Keith and Panther, another member of the Red Wolves.

The anticipation crackled in the air as the two formidable warriors prepared to engage in a test of strength and skill.

Keith, the tall and powerful werewolf with silver fur, projected serene assurance. In preparation for the impending conflict, he flexed his claws and stretched his limbs, releasing his muscles.

His every movement showcased the grace and power inherent in his werewolf form.

Panther, on the other hand, was a compact and wiry werewolf, his fur a deep shade of midnight black. His eyes gleamed with a f