Chapter 2

We panicked. Alpha Alexander's nickname had a shocking effect. Horror moved to Alora; she unleashed her limbs, racing with the wind and running between the trees, softly and gracefully.

We sensed him behind us, but we didn't look back. We ran through the dark forest, hearing his voice pursuing us.

Our only purpose is to get away from his claws. There is no way to return to the pack camp, even if I rebel against what they are doing. Still, I wouldn't be his way to them , so I directed Alora to the lake through the link between us.

Meanwhile, I listened to the sound of her claws eating the grass underneath. Alora leaped into the middle of the pool. She knows her way well toward the ditch that nobody else but Alora and I know about, and I informed her about it.

After a long and arduous chase through the woods, Alora carried us to the other side. Alora shook the water off her fur and howled while glimpsing the threads of sunlight in the sky.

My body fell to the ground as I returned to my human form, and the ordeal we had just endured seemed to have debilitated me. Frantically, I looked around for something to cover myself. I spotted some men's clothes strewn carelessly on the ground near the pack camp.

I picked up the shirt, put it on quickly, and looked at myself with some satisfaction as the shirt covered my body up to just above my knees.

I hurried to my tent, but on my way, I met Lucia, who stopped me and said sarcastically, "Oh, Saint Sophia is returning to camp at dawn. Have you been on a romantic date?"

"Who am I talking to? Ugly Sophia? Who would look at your pimple-filled face and this plump body of yours?

She wondered, did not wait for a response, and continued her bullying, saying contemptuously, "You look like a pumpkin—without features, without curves, without femininity. I suggest you control your appetite and follow a specific diet. Maybe the goddess of the moon blesses you with a mate."

My tongue was tied, and I couldn't speak because of the ugliness of the insults I was subjected to. Though tears pricked my eyes, I answered, feigning strength, "I'm not that gluttonous. The pack's wise man told me that It's the effects of growth hormones."

"And once I've passed adolescence, my feminine features will be defined, and that curse will be lifted from my face. Even if you're as ugly as you claim, you don't have the right to call me those ugly names. I hate you. I hate you. And if you believe that the moon goddess cursed me, then what about you? I saw you in the forest yesterday, messing around with Edward. Does Nikolai know about this?!"

Lucia giggled and said, waving her hand in the air, "Tell him if you can. He won't believe you. He adores me and won't listen to whatever you say. He'll surely call you a jealous liar."

She said those words as she walked away, before I warned her of the danger to come.

I continued to the tent with a drained spirit, and I don't know why she treated me like that. To complete the misfortune, I found my father in the middle of the tent, in a state of great anger.

As soon as his eyes fell on me, he raised his hand to the highest level of his shoulder, and with all his strength, he fell with his broad palm on my cheeks. I felt hot blood coming from my nose and mouth.

He yelled at me angrily, "Where have you been all this time? Where did you go without permission?"

I covered my nose with my hand and said, in an agonized tone, "Dad, I was in the woods near the lake, fell asleep, and woke up to the sound of a pack of wolves. I heard their Alfa telling them to disperse and search for us. When they noticed me, I ran away, and I came to warn you."

A similar slap on the other side of my face, landing like a knockout, caused my body to fall to the ground.

My dad said with double anger, "Liar, you make excuses to get away with it."

I interrupted him, defending myself. "Believe me… Believe me… I swear that's what happened, and we have to run away from here; the danger is coming."

My father said angrily, "I believed Lucia when she said you were going to make up a lie. But it seems that your imagination is vast, not only in weaving lies but also in the fact that you thought I would believe them. If there had been an attack, the guards deployed on the border of the forest would have told me."

We heard a loud voice shouting from the outside, "Commander Wilson, we are under attack; support; it's the pack, Red Moon."

My dad quickly ran outside to check what had happened, and I followed him.

I saw Edward, panic evident on his face. "There's an attack."

My dad turned to me, his eyes sparking with intensity. “Damn it! You always bring ruin."

Then he faced Edward and declared, "We must evacuate the camp immediately."

Edward murmured nervously, "Sir, we won't be able to leave. I saw Lucia near the focus of the attack. She must have fallen into their hands now. We have to hurry to save her."

As if a thunderbolt from heaven had struck my father on the head, he exclaimed emotionally, "Yes, she told me she was going fishing. How could I forget something like that?!"

"Come on, Edward, let's gather the pack and go save her."

Then he turned around and said to me disdainfully, "And you, take the little ones to our hiding place inside the mountain."

I stood confused for a moment. He looked at me sharply and commanded, "Do what I said immediately."

I ran and gathered the little ones, and chaos swept the camp. Everyone is preparing to break through the forest; everyone is working in full swing; and their hearts are on one man. The mission to save Lucia is their only concern, on the orders of the pack leader.

I hurried to the mountain to guide the little ones to our safe hideout, and once I brought them to the cave, I climbed the mountain very quickly. My abilities seem to have doubled after my transformation.

I stood on top of the mountain, and my instincts urged me to join them. But despite my strength, I lack the self-confidence and courage to save my sister.

The war is still raging below. I watch them from afar, thanks to the great powers I now have. Some members of our pack have fallen, and I hear my father shouting through the bond that unites our pack, ordering everyone, "We must withdraw now. They are stronger and more numerous than us. We've lost enough already."

I heard a voice full of suffering, saying in a painful tone, "We have lost Lucia. I've lost her."

Nikolai said this while kneeling on his knees, howling with a sad heart.