Mia's PovRound after round, blow after blow, we battled on, locked in a deadly dance of violence that seemed to stretch on for an eternity. Each exchange of blows was a testament to our resilience, a testament to the indomitable spirit that burned within us both.And then, just when I thought I couldn't take anymore, Martha delivered a final, devastating blow that sent me crashing to the ground, my body a mass of agony as I lay there, gasping for breath. Every muscle screamed in protest, every nerve ending ablaze with pain, but still I refused to give up.This was just round one.....I would argue that I knew what I was doing. And in a way I did. I was losing. Badly.Martha sneered at me as I slammed against the wall and doubled over. Through the haze of agony, I saw Lycidas watching us from the bed, his eyes inscrutable as he bore witness to the spectacle unfolding before him. Shame burned hot in me."Are you sure you don't want to draw your claws?" I wheezed. Martha scoffed. "You
Mia's Pov."I was not worried!" Martha growled at him.Lycidas did not spare her attention. Instead he walked up to me and held my arm gently."Are you okay?" He asked."Yes," i answered, wincing at the bruises I had sustained. "For the most part at least.""Who has this room?" Alpha Fenrir asked, looking about like he truly did not know who had been assigned the room. I made to speak but Alpha Fenrir turned to Martha."Martha?" He gently called. "Mind telling me?""It is Mia's," Martha said through gritted teeth."Is that so? Well, it has been quite a day and everyone is tired. Why don't you go ahead and rest first? Perhaps you would feel less worried when you wake up."Martha kept silent for a while and I had the fleeting thought that she was going to refuse but instead she nodded meekly and stepped out of the room.Fenrir watched her go then turned his attention towards me then, his gaze penetrating as he regarded me with a mix of curiosity and assessment. "And you, Mia," he said,
Amelia's POVAs I made my way through the corridors of our pack's territory, the weight of the letter clutched tightly in my hand felt heavier with every step. Alpha Gonzalez's study loomed ahead, a place I had visited countless times, yet today it held a vague air of foreboding.Why had Alpha Fenrir sent a letter? The thought gnawed at me, twisting my stomach into knots. It couldn't be good news. Fenrir was not one to send correspondence without reason, especially not to Alpha Gonzalez.My mind raced with worry for Lycidas. Was he alright? Had something happened to him? I pushed the anxious thoughts aside, trying to focus on the task at hand.Reaching the door to Alpha Gonzalez's study, I paused for a moment to gather my courage. Taking a deep breath, I knocked softly before pushing the door open and stepping inside.Alpha Gonzalez looked up from his desk, his sharp eyes meeting mine. "Ah, Amelia. What brings you here?"I swallowed hard, my mouth suddenly dry. "Alpha Fenrir sent a le
Amelia's POV I wandered through the forest a day later, the sunlight filtering through the trees, and my feet guided me mechanically to a spot teeming with memories, both sweet and sour. The leaves rustling in the breeze whispered tales of days gone by, wrapping me in their comforting embrace.In little time I found myself beneath the grand oak, its roots digging deep into the earth like the fingers of some ancient guardian. This was our spot, Lycidas' and mine, where we had often escaped the noise of the world and found solace in each other's company.Shafts of golden light pierced through the canopy, painting the ground in shifting patterns of light and shadow. It was here, under this tree, that Lycidas and I would laugh and talk for hours, the sound of our voices blending with the melody of the forest.In my mind's eye, I could see us sitting there, bathed in the soft glow of the setting sun. Lycidas's eyes, as blue as the sky on a clear day, were fixed on mine with a tenderness t
Amelia's POVI often found myself wondering just how it was possible that some mere animals could be as intelligent as a person. Lycidas himself had not had any idea but he also rarely pondered such things too. Perhaps they had come across some unnatural powers deep in the woods or maybe they were just simply blessed by the moon goddess. At least more blessed than the average wild life.Anyway, as the mouse enjoyed its impromptu feast, I couldn't help but wonder about Lycidas. It had been some time since I'd last talked to the little mouse and I could not shake the feeling of unease that had settled over me in the meanwhile."Say, little friend," I began, turning my attention back to the mouse, "have you seen Lycidas around lately? I've been missing him something fierce."The mouse paused mid-chew, its bright eyes fixed on mine with an almost knowing expression. Then, with a series of rapid squeaks, it launched into what sounded like a detailed account of its recent adventures.I lis
Mia's PovAs I followed Mabel through the forest, the dappled sunlight filtering through the dense canopy overhead cast shifting patterns of light and shadow on the forest floor. Mabel was leading me somewhere though I didn't exactly know where. The earthy scent of damp soil mingled with the sweet fragrance of wildflowers, and the gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze provided a soothing backdrop to our conversation. We had been talking about some obscure herbs and the like Mabel knew of but the conversation had fallen I to a brief lull and had finally petered out."So, Mia," Mabel began again, her voice gentle yet probing, "I heard you and Martha got into a bit of a tiff. Is everything alright?"Her words caught me off guard, and a flush of embarrassment crept up my cheeks. "Yeah, we had a disagreement," I admitted reluctantly, trying to downplay the severity of the situation."And I heard you got roughed up pretty good," Mabel continued, her eyes twinkling with mischief. "Care to s
Hazel's povAs I strode down the dimly lit corridor of our pack's stronghold, the sounds of my footsteps echoed off the stone walls, sending shivers down my spine. It has been almost a month since I met Alpha Phelan and I have not been idle. I pushed open the heavy oak door at the end of the corridor and stepped into the room beyond and I was greeted by a scene straight out of a nightmare. The room was suffused with an eerie glow, emanating from the various alchemical apparatuses that lined the walls. Glass vials and beakers bubbled and hissed with unknown substances, their contents casting strange, shifting shadows across the room.I had little idea what they were but the team of physicians I had working here had requisitioned them and so I had provided.At the center of the chamber lay the operating table, a crude and blood-stained slab of wood surrounded by a tangle of ropes and chains. Strapped to the table was the corrupted wolf, its grotesque form contorted in agony, patches o
Mia's POVAs I stepped into the clearing of the forest, my senses were immediately overwhelmed by the sheer beauty and majesty of my surroundings. Towering trees stretched towards the sky, their branches reaching out like welcoming arms, while the gentle rustle of leaves provided a soothing backdrop to the symphony of nature.Shafts of golden sunlight filtered through the dense canopy above, casting dappled patterns on the forest floor below. The air was thick with the scent of pine and earth, mingling with the sweet fragrance of wildflowers that dotted the forest floor.Suddenly, a voice broke through the stillness, and I turned to see Michael approaching with a playful smile tugging at the corners of his lips. His presence filled me with a sense of excitement and anticipation. He had been teaching me forest stealth for about a fortnight now and I finally convinced him to test me on it today. He did not think I was ready yet but I could not wait to begin trying to awaken my wolf once