Sheila’s POV
The effect of the battle with Damian left the Northern Tribunal with mixed feelings of relief and uncertainty. The pack had won, but the wounds of the conflict remained deep. We mourned our losses and cared for the injured, banding together to repair what had been damaged. Life gradually returned to normal over the next few days. The patrols proceeded, albeit with heightened alertness, and the pack returned to their normal routines. We felt a newfound feeling of unity, forged in the heat of the battle.
As I went through the area one morning, I couldn't help but dwell on everything that had brought me here. My journey had been rocky, from rogue wolf on the run to seeking shelter in the Northern Tribunal. But suddenly I had a purpose, a place to call home. Kloss had kept his promises. He had let me stay because I had earned my place in the pack by hard work and determination.
The pack members, who had previously been uneasy with me, now welcome me as one of their own. I haven’t felt like this in a long time.
I found myself beside the flowing water where Elara had discovered me that fateful evening, reflecting on the events that had led me here. The gentle flow of water over the smooth stones soothed my restless thoughts. "would you like me to join you?" I turned to see Kloss approaching, his presence as dominating as ever. "Of course," I responded, motioning for him to sit beside me. He sat down, surveying his surroundings. "You have done well, Sheila. I knew you had talent, but you outperformed my expectations." I stared at him with a flush of pride. Thank you, Kloss. I could not have done it without your guidance." He nodded with a thoughtful gaze. "You have proven yourself to the flock. They respect you now."
I sighed, feeling a weight lifted from my shoulders. "Being accepted here means so much to me. "After all that has happened..." Kloss placed his hand on my shoulder, and his touch was unexpectedly soft. "Sheila, you are one of us now. "You have earned your place." His remarks moved me more deeply than I expected. For so long, I had been alone, striving to survive in a world that appeared intent on breaking me. But suddenly I had a family—a group of people who supported and believed in me. "Thank you," I replied softly, catching his gaze. "For giving me a second chance."
He gave a rare smile, softening his hard features. "Sheila, we all deserve a second chance." It is what we will do with it that counts. We sat in companionable silence for a while, watching the sun set over the water’s surface. Despite the tranquility that enveloped us, I knew that hardships remained ahead. The world of werewolves was large and unpredictable, and many people would try to oppose Kloss' power. But for the time being, I'm OK with being appreciative. We are grateful for the Northern Tribunal's safety and security. I'm grateful for the ties I've built with the pack. And grateful to Kloss, whose courage and leadership had gotten us through the gloom.
As we walked back to the main hall, I couldn't wave the sense that something had changed between us. There was an unconscious understanding, a bond that transcended words. It both excited and scared me. "Kloss," I started, hesitantly. "There's something I need to ask you." He looked at me, his curiosity clear. "Go ahead." "It's about my past," I explained, selecting my words carefully. "Damian… he wasn't the only one who betrayed me." Kloss paused, his countenance serious. "What do you mean?"
I took a long breath and braced myself for his reply. "There were others, werewolves who abandoned me when I needed them the most. I'm not sure why Damian selected me, but I feel it's more than just revenge." Kloss looked at me for a long time, his eyes searching mine. "Do you think someone betrayed you to Damian?" "I don't know," I admitted. "But I have to find out. I can't rest till I've discovered the truth." He nodded slowly, as realization dawned in his eyes. "I will help you, Sheila. "I'm here for whatever you need." "Thank you," I replied graciously. "I just..." I am in need of closure. "I need to understand why."
"We'll find the answers together," Kloss declared firmly. "But first, let's concentrate on the present. The pack relies on us." I nodded, appreciative for his help. "Oh, of course. We have a responsibility to safeguard them. As we walked to the main hall, I couldn't help but feel relieved. I wasn't alone in this any more. Kloss and I would work together to find the truth about my background and guarantee that justice was done.
Kloss' POV
Walking behind Sheila, I couldn't shake the impression that our paths had been crossed by more than accident. Her fortitude and resilience spoke of untold tragedies she had overcome. She had endured darkness and come out stronger.
Her drive to seek the truth about her background spoke to me. As Alpha, I knew the weight of responsibility that came with protecting not just the pack, but also their histories and legacies. I was willing to accompany Sheila on her journey to find closure. As I entered the main hall, I requested a meeting of the pack leaders. It was time to talk about our next steps, both in terms of strengthening our defenses and supporting Sheila's search for answers. "My fellow Alphas," I started, my voice echoing throughout the room.
"We confronted a significant obstacle and emerged stronger for it. However, our work is not done. We must remain at alert.
Bollard and the other Alphas nodded with serious expressions. They realized the gravity of the situation. "We've heard reports of increased rogue activity near the eastern borders," Bollard stated, his voice bleak. "It seems they're emboldened by Damian's defeat." I frowned and considered our alternatives. "Increase patrols near the eastern border. I want scouts out at all times, looking for signs of trouble." "And what about Sheila's request?" one of the Alphas said. "She seeks answers about her past."
I looked to Sheila and saw her steely eyes. "We'll help her any way we can. If there are traitors among us, we will eliminate them." Sheila nodded graciously, her determination steadfast. "Thank you, Kloss."
"It's the least I can do," I said. "We are a pack, Sheila. "We stand together." The discussion lasted far into the night as we discussed plans and assigned resources. The pack was formidable, but we couldn't afford to be complacent. Werewolves faced numerous internal and external threats. As the meeting ended, I found myself alone with Sheila once more. Her brow furrowed with concentration as she studied a map of the territory. "Any leads?" I inquired, joining her at the table. She shook her head, frustrated in her tone. "There's nothing concrete yet. But I won't stop until I know who deceived me." "We'll find them," I promised, placing a soothing hand on her shoulder.
She glanced up at me, appreciation and resolve flowing through her eyes. Thank you, Kloss. "For everything." I grinned, feeling a closeness with her that extended beyond our responsibilities as Alpha and pack member. "We're in it together, Sheila. "I'm here for whatever you need." We studied the map together and planned our next steps. The trip ahead would be difficult, but I was confident that together we would discover the truth and ensure justice was served. As the moon rose over the mountains, spreading a silver sheen across the landscape, I realized that our paths had crossed for a reason. Sheila had found a home in the Northern Tribunal, and I had found an ally in the battle against darkness.
And we would confront whatever obstacles the future held, united by our common mission and pack bonds.
His warm smile spread to his eyes. "You don't have to thank me," he said softly. "We're in a pack. "We look out for one another."As we stood together, I felt a sense of determination running over me. I couldn't rewrite the past, but I could help shapen the future. With Kloss by my side, I felt stronger than ever. Later that evening, after supper, Kloss and I went back to his study to review the day's events and plan our next actions. Maps and scrolls scattered the enormous wooden table, which was illuminated by a faint glow of candlelight. Bollard joined us, reporting on the most recent patrols and scouting activities around the eastern boundaries."Rogue activity has increased," Bollard said gravely. "We intercepted a group attempting to breach our defenses near the River Fang." Kloss frowned, perusing the map in front of us. "Any casualties?" "Minor injuries," Bollard responded. "But we drove them off before they could do any real damage." I listened closely, my mind racing with
Sheila's POVBack at the Northern Tribunal, the disclosures from the River Fang weighed heavily in the air. The scrolls we had found indicated a network of betrayal that was deeper than I had ever imagined. Allegiance to Damian had poisoned the names and faces I had once known as friends. As we approached the main hall, Kloss was waiting, his countenance a mix of anxiety and anticipation. Bollard came forward and handed him the sack of scrolls without saying anything. Kloss took it seriously, his gaze narrowing as he examined the contents. "These names…" Kloss murmured, his voice tight and angry. "They were part of the plot all along."I watched him read through the scrolls, feeling the tension in the room. Each name seemed to widen the gap between us and those who had previously vowed allegiance to the pack. It was a betrayal that wounded deep, creating wounds that would be difficult to mend. "What do we do now?" Bollard inquired, breaking the stillness that had fallen over us. Klos
The Mysterious DiseaseChapter 12The Mysterious DiseaseAs I stepped out of my quarters, the morning air seemed crisp and chilly. Even in the height of summer, the North Mountain Kingdom maintained a distinct cold. When I exhaled, my breath produced little clouds of mist. The breeze of the early hours was reassuring, a stark contrast to the chaos that had defined much of my existence. As I passed across the courtyard, I noticed a group of pack members crowded together, their expressions filled with concern. My heart cramped in my chest. I approached them cautiously, attempting to determine the reason of their concern. "What's going on?" I inquired, my voice firm despite the growing dread inside me.Greta, one of the older wolves, turned to face me, her eyes full of fear. "It is the disease, Luna. "It is spreading." "Sickness?" I frowned. "What sickness?" Greta breathed deeply. "This is a peculiar sickness. It began some days ago. Wolves are becoming unwell, unable to shift, and their
Chapter 13I stood on the balcony of Kloss's castle, staring out over the huge territory that now felt strangely familiar. The moon hung low in the sky, its silvery light creating an ethereal sheen over the area. The chilly night breeze carried the aroma of pine and earth, a reminder of the untamed forest beyond Kloss' kingdom's borders. Kloss stood silently beside me. It had been weeks since the disease spread, and owing to my abilities, we had been able to avert the disaster that threatened his pack. My status had risen, and those who had questioned my role as Kloss's future Luna now cowered and remained silent.Kloss turned to face me, his blue eyes reflecting the moonlight. "Sheila, you've done more for my people than I could have ever asked for," he remarked, his voice a deep rumble that seemed to resonate through me. I grinned, feeling a warm sensation stretch across my chest. "I did what was necessary, Kloss. They are your people, and now they are also mine." He reached out a
Sheila's POV"Damian, how could you...? I stuttered, unable to form a complete word. I was shocked, refusing to believe what was just happening. I wished it was a dream, but the sharp pain from my abdomen reminded me I wasn't dreaming."How could I? You think I can keep something as cursed as you around me? Even the moon goddess will reject you. I no longer have any need for you, so you can go ahead and die," Damian said with a straight face. There was no emotion on his handsome face."After everything I did for you, Damian, I have been using my powers to aid your pack all this while. I have sacrificed a lot for your sake. How could you? I even used my life essence to bring you back from your half-dead state. What haven't I done for you?" I cried out in pain. My emotion was a mess; I couldn't tell what I was feeling now.Damian looked at me the same way he used to, his charming smile and his eyes filled with love. "I will tell you the truth since you are going to die anyway. I would h
Sheila's POVI Was assigned to the same quarter with the omegas. I was no omega; instead, I used to be a rogue wolf until I found the Westvale park, and they accepted me. But since I wasn't trusted enough, I had to live with the omegas until I made enough contribution."Sheila, what's wrong? Why are you looking like this?" A girl came out to welcome me and looked taken aback when she saw my appearance.I smiled weakly. "It's nothing, Arla; it's just some bruises," I assured her. She looked at me up and down."In what way is this small?" She said in displeasure and came forward to help me. I allowed her to help me to my room."Please, Arla, I need a favor from you.""What's it? I can do anything for you," she said with a kind smile."If the healer wolf comes, tell her that I'm not around, please," I looked at her pleadingly. She hesitated For a while before helplessly agreeing, I smiled delightedly. I knew she would agree; Arla was a real friend and had treated me well since I came to
Sheila's POVThis was the first time I was killed in my second life, and it wasn't a pleasant feeling. I continued running; I didn't know how long I ran by the time I ran out of energy. There was a stream nearby, and I immediately ran to the stream to drink water. I gulped the water greedily and felt the energy returning to my body.I looked up subconsciously and saw a dark gray wolf looking at me from a short distance away. The wolf appeared tall and huge, and my senses told me that I was no match for this wolf.I immediately took off and started running again. The wolf chased after me. He was relatively faster and was catching up. I could tell he was an Alpha; his speed was just the same as Damian's, and he even looked faster.Although my speed is considered to be fast among the other werewolves, I was no match for him.The Alpha caught up with me and pounced on me forcefully, turning me over. He was so strong that I couldn't even resist.I was pinned to the ground and had no choice
Sheila's POVMy heart was beating at a fast rate. I quickly turned around and pushed him away from me."You! What are you trying to do?" I was exasperated and couldn't get my thoughts together."What do you think I'm trying to do?" He asked in a teasing voice. He had a smirk on his face, which made him look way more handsome than usual."You devil, don't dare get any closer to me." I growled, ready to fight with my life rather than to be defiled by him.He frowned, seemingly aware that he wouldn't submit today. He sighed."Am I really that detestable?"I ignored his question and kept my guard up, ready to attack if he made any funny move. He stayed there, staring at me while I also stared back at him. After a while, he stood up."Forget it, I don't force myself on women that I really fancy. I will leave you this time. Just make sure you don't regret this." He stood up and left after that.I watched him leave the tent and heaved a sigh of relief after I was sure that he had walked far