Chapter 6

Sheila's pov

 As I lay pinned beneath this Alpha, his strong physique emanating strength and fire, my heart raced. My mind kept repeating the name Kloss. Northern Tribunal's Alpha. Ruler of the Northern Peak. Even in the most isolated areas of the werewolf population, there were tales of his might and brutality. I attempted to comprehend his recent declaration. I was astounded by his boldness in claiming me without my permission, but I was also taken aback by the intensity and unyielding resolve in his eyes. "You can't just—" I began, but he interrupted. "I can, and I have," he declared, refusing to back down. "Now get dressed." He gave me the freshly brought-in pair of clothes. I attempted to think of a plan as I dressed. I could not submit to the rule of another despot. Never again. Even when Kloss wasn't staring at me, I could feel his power and presence. He turned aside to give me some solitude. He turned back to confront me after I was dressed, his gaze gentler but no less menacing. "We must relocate. There would be other threats here besides Zulu's soldiers, he declared. "You're coming with me to my territory." I started to object, but all he had to do was stare at me. "You’ll be safer with me than running alone in these woods."

Kloss's pov

 I couldn't resist stealing glances at Sheila as we strolled through the forest. Her presence was captivating and she was truly amazing. Her white wolf, so unusual and beautiful, had drawn my attention like no other. My wolf was itching to thoroughly claim her. I'd moved quickly to pull her into my area, and I meant to stay there. I knew she would eventually realize her place at my side, even in spite of her rage and resistance. She exuded a certain tenacity and resolve that I could relate to. My soldiers had regrouped when we arrived at a clearing. They knew better than to criticize my choices, so they looked at Sheila with curiosity but respect. Bollard stepped closer to me, his face solemn.

"We've guarded the vacinity, my Lord. Although Zulu's troops are withdrawing, he claimed, "there are reports of other renegade groups nearby." I turned to face Sheila after nodding. "We're packing up and moving. Remain near; do not attempt to escape!. You can't make it through the forest alone; it's unsafe." With a look of defiance in her eyes, she turned to face me. She declared, "I can take care of myself," in a firm voice. "I certainly don't doubt it," I answered. "But you'll do it under my protection now." I saw the respect and wonder with which my soldiers looked at Sheila as we returned to my area. They could feel her strength and power. She was different from the other she-wolves, and I could see she would make a strong Luna.

Sheila's pov

 It was a tense trip into Kloss's turf. Even though I was determined to get away, I could feel the weight of his stare on me, and there was an odd comfort in his company. Being with him seemed safer than being out in the bush by myself, as much as I hated to admit it. At last, we arrived at the jurisdiction of the Northern Tribunal. The countryside was far more expansive and majestic than Westvale. The pack members gave Kloss a respectful greeting, and when they noticed me, their eyes widened a little. One of the older wolves inquired, his eyes narrowing with suspicion, "Who is she?" Only "She is mine," Kloss uttered. There was no room for debate in such statement.

It was a tense trip into Kloss's turf. Even though I was determined to get away, I could feel the weight of his stare on me, and there was an odd comfort in his company. Being with him seemed safer than being out in the bush by myself, as much as I hated to admit it. to last, we arrived to the jurisdiction of the Northern Tribunal. The countryside was far more expansive and majestic than Westvale. The pack members gave Kloss a respectful greeting, and when they noticed me, their eyes widened a little. One of the older wolves inquired, his eyes narrowing with suspicion, "Who is she?" Only "She is mine," Kloss uttered. There was no room for debate in such statement.

I stood up straight and confidently met the older wolf's stare. Kloss may have claimed me, but I was not about to back down. Not any longer. I followed Kloss to a big cabin in the middle of the region. He continued, "This will be your quarters," and pulled open the door. The interior of the space was cozy and welcoming, and it was surprisingly well-furnished. "You will stay here until we can sort things out," he replied. "I'll come back, but I have certain things to attend to. Never attempt to leave." I was confused and angry at the same time as I watched him leave. Although he had complete control over his people, there was more to him than greeted the eye. Something I was having trouble locating.

When I was alone myself, I looked around the cabin and tried to clear my head. I had to figure out how to make this work in my favor. to win Kloss over, or at the very least, convince him that I am more than just a gift to be taken home. My desire for vengeance on Damian was still burning in my brain. I was unable to let that go. But I had to wait it out and survive for now. Kloss was a formidable friend who, with the appropriate card play, might hold the key to my plans. But I had to exercise caution. If I made a mistake, I might lose everything.

Gazing out the window, I observed the pack members going about their tasks. I had to be stronger, sharper, and more tough than ever since my new life had begun. I would comply for the time being. But I would get my revenge one day, and nothing could stop me—not even Kloss, I said determined.