37 - Witch Sent

[Back in Cithara]

“Yah! Yah!”

Just in the training arena, the security department practiced the art of fighting to improve their colony. Their fists were against one another, so did their weapons clinked and clanked against each other.

Klyde, the hidden werewolf who lost his twin, watched them through the transparent glass of the training room.

“Lovely sight, isn’t it?”

Senora Savannah stepped forward, asking. Though most people had been reluctant for the stranger to stay in Cithara, her guts told her to help the outsider.

“Not too bad,” Klyde smirked, folding his hands.

Senora narrowed her eyebrows at what he had just said. This were her best men and she expected him to commend her team.

“They are my best men. Do you have something to suggest or offer?” she asked.

“My knees haven’t healed. However, I’ll show you, since you asked.” Klyde replied her, with a low growl from his wolf.

He was a powerful Alpha blood but she didn’t need to know that.

“Let’s go in, then.” Senora pushed the e