Chapter 117

Henry's POV

Stefan, Stefan, Stefan... My saviour. Without him, I sure well can't tell what would have become of me.

I could still remember the first time I turned. I never knew it was Stefan who was behind the way I felt then. All I knew was that, I had the strength of three man but I had no idea how it came to be that way. I turned to the guards that surrounded because the first instinct that crossed my mind was that they were all killers and it would be either I fought them or the fought me.

Guess I was more stronger for a first time wolf. I fought them and got some of them injured with my claws. I brought down four wolves and it was the time for me to fight Stefan. Stefan stood a little stride away from me with a confident stride. I could see his eyes, there was no fear in it. He pressed on with his gaze on me but that too does not freak me out. I rushed at him but before I could raised my hand that I already made a firm fist with, he got hold of my neck and threw me against the w