CHAPTER FIFTY SEVEN

MADELINE'S POV

Louisiana, the warrior wolves and alpha Novare stared at me in awe and astonishment as I came down from the mountain forest. I was shy, dirtied and bloodied all over. I could hardly maintain my composure because a large crowd had gathered.

Murmurs emanated from every corners of the crowd. She's far from been a rookie, I heard one of them saying. The 'stealth and stalk' training isn't one for rookies as the rumors claims her to be.

Alpha Novare clapped his hands in admiration and Louisiana looked enraged. She never believed I could get past her seasoned warrior wolves.

"You did well," one of the warrior wolves who hunted me complimented. I later got to know her name was Freya.

I hurried down to my room to clean my dirtied self and nurse my wounds. I entered the shower, determined than ever to wash away the dirt and blood. I turned on the shower, letting the warm water cascade down. The first droplets of water hit my skin and I felt a sharp sting as it seeped into my open