Chapter Fifteen Vivian's POV: Several inexperienced she-wolves laughed and chatted among themselves. They were werewolves from other packs. Rumors claimed that Prince Thomas had selected elite werewolves from each pack. "The royal family invested a lot of money to build this castle specifically for training elite werewolves. You are the first batch of trainees to participate. In the future, there will be a second batch, a third, and more," announced Hazel, one of Prince Thomas's attendants. He was responsible for managing the trainees. As for the prince, I haven't seen him since we got on the plane. I heard that he had gone ahead of us on a private plane to Minaj Island. "This place used to be a forest, didn't it?" "Why did the royal family build a special training ground on Minaj Island?" A group of werewolves surrounded Hazel and bombarded him with questions. Their eyes sparkled with curiosity about the things that they didn't know. Hazel patiently answered
Chapter Sixteen Brenda's POV: Emma and I remained locked up in my room. We tried many different methods, but we still couldn't open the door. I thought of breaking down the door, but it was very solid, and I didn't want to destroy public property on my first day of training. When the whistling became more pressing, I started to feel anxious. "Brenda, are we going to get in trouble because of this?" Emma started crying. "It took me a lot of effort just to make it here. I don't want to get sent back." "It's not that serious. Don't panic." I patted her on the back, gently reassuring her. We wandered around the room for quite a while. We even considered jumping out the window, but our dorm rooms were too high up. Jumping from that height would be courting death. And just when we were feeling quite desperate, I heard footsteps. "Is anyone out there?" I ran back to the door and started banging my hands against it. "Is anyone out there? We got locked in the room
Chapters seventeen Brenda's POV: "What? Do you have any objections?" Prince Thomas asked, raising his eyebrow. "No, not at all, Mr Taylor!" I immediately sprinted towards the field, not daring to delay for another moment. Prince Thomas always meant what he said. It was unwise to question his decisions. If I delayed any further or tried to bargain with him, I would probably receive an even harsher punishment. One by one, I began to pass the obstacles. Prince Thomas stood by my side, personally keeping time for me. The first time I cleared the obstacles, it took me two minutes. When I came back to Prince Thomas and heard the time from him, my face turned red in embarrassment. It was nowhere near thirty seconds! Prince Thomas started the timer again expressionlessly. "Again." I went through the obstacles over and over again. Each time, I found that it was a little easier. My skills were constantly improving, and I gradually learned to clear the obstacles in
Chapter Eighteen Brenda's POV: I wanted to give a gift to Mrs Taylor, but I didn't have anything to give, so Prince Thomas prepared a gift on my behalf. Every single part of the palace was neat and in order, unlike the packs, I used to live in. The servants here were gentle and respectful. Even though I was an ordinary werewolf, they didn't look down on me. After passing through several corridors, I finally saw Mrs Taylor – Joanna inside an elegantly decorated room. Joanna was wearing a gorgeous gown, but she looked thin and haggard. She had been ill for a long time. Nevertheless, she looked like an amiable woman. She was probably in good spirits after finding out that Prince Thomas had found his mate. "Are you Brenda?" Joanna asked excitedly, getting up from her seat and rushing towards me to receive me. The maid next to her reached out and supported her in a hurry. "Mrs Taylor, you are still sick. Please take care of yourself." "It doesn't matter. I kno
Chapter nineteen Brenda's POV: He was afraid that his mother would come up with some excuse or another to retain us longer. After slipping back in unnoticed, I rushed to the training ground. Today was officially the first day of training. Jake asked us to divide ourselves into pairs and practice attacking and defending. I teamed up with a werewolf called Michael, and the opponents assigned to us were Vivian and Jack. It was said that enemies were bound to meet, and it seemed that it was true. It was because of Vivian that Emma and I had been late yesterday, and I hadn't settled accounts with her yet. Today, I could take this opportunity to get back at her. Since it was a training match between teams that each consisted of a male and a female, Michael would fight against Jack, while I took on Vivian. I was confident that I could beat Vivian to a pulp. I wanted to teach her the consequences of bullying others. Before each match, the members of the two teams w
Chapter Twenty Brenda's POV: "Brenda, I admit that we had some misunderstandings in the past. But now, we can sit down and calmly talk about it." Jack swallowed audibly as he reached out his hand toward me. "You are so disgusting!" When I saw the desire in his eyes, I slapped his hand away and growled, "Don't touch me." I did not expect that little action would irritate him. "Why are you acting like a good girl? Don't you want to sleep with me? You're lucky I even pay attention to you." He grabbed my wrist, cupped the back of my head with his other hand, and then bent over to kiss me. I slapped him hard in response, and that only made Jack angrier. We started to wrestle. He tried to pull me closer while I tried to get away from his clutches. This caught the attention of the rest of the trainees. Many werewolves gathered around us and began to gossip among themselves. "Stop!" Jack and I froze at the same time. When I turned around, there stood Prince Tho
Chapter twenty one "Brenda, I heard that you had to stay behind in the training ground. I figured you wouldn't have had anything to eat, so I brought you some snacks," He said, walking up to me. "That's so considerate of you," I said with a grateful smile. I had heard that Michael was the heir of Dark Moon Pack's Alpha. It was kind of him to treat me like an equal. "Let's sit over there and eat together." Michael pointed to the lawn not far away. "Okay," I agreed immediately. At this time, I faintly felt a cold gaze at me. I raised my head in confusion, and my eyes met Prince Thomas's. Although he was far away, his frighteningly cold eyes still sent a chill down my spine. Prince Thomas seemed to be looking at me and Michael. After letting his gaze linger on me a second longer, he turned away and then left without a backward glance. I scratched my head in confusion. What was the matter with Thomas? Was he just some moody werewolf? Or did I somehow offend him?
Chapter twenty-two Brenda's POV: In a vast open field, Thomas was trying his best to train me. I was so out of breath. I looked into his cold eyes... "Ah!" In the blink of an eye, I felt like I had fallen into an ice cave. It was freezing! I woke up from my dream with a start. I opened my eyes and saw Vivian standing over me with an empty bucket in her hand. She smirked at me smugly, eyes burning with hatred. I was furious! My hair and clothes were drenched and the water seeped into my beddings. "Vivian, are you crazy?" I asked in a hoarse voice. "Bitch! How does it feel? Cold?" Vivian burst into peals of laughter. Before I knew what I was doing, my hand acted on its own and slapped her across the face. "Brenda, you bitch! How dare you hit me?!" Vivian was so angry that she stamped her feet. She raised her hand to slap me back, but I caught her by the wrist before she could do anything. As she struggled to break free from my grasp, I glanced out the window. The sun was s