Chapter 11

Benedict's Pov

I walked briskly through the forest to the moomicrant with my head high.

squared my shoulders while I imagined the surprise that would be clustered on Luther's face when he sees me.

The morning sun Was setting perfectly on the earth, melting the dew and causing the flowers to bloom. The chirping sounds of birds and the movement of Creeping insects sent a pang of fulfilment down my spine.

I halted at the sight of the momicrant gate, it's the tallest gate ever recorded In the history of the werewolf kingdom, and had always been guarded by the strongest warriors of all time.

The momicrant's are known for their fighting skills and their ability to produce the best weapons. They have never lost a fight, no single park dared to challenge them.

The last time I walked through the gate,I was bound with steel chains, my body was deformed and my wolf was in a total mess,life was going out of me.

I paused…. My heart filled with gratitude.

But the heavens had better plans. P