Third Person’s POV
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Three years back, Adide bumped into this spoiled little princess on the wastnd outside the training camp, and they shed over who should use the training area.
When Paisley tearfully brought pack members to demand an exnation, they found out Adide’s mentor was Irene, the legendary trainer of the Warscar Training Camp, and had to slink away.
Seeing her pack members fear the Warscar Training Camp made Paisley furious.
She left her pack, got lost in the mountains, and encountered a beast. At the time, she couldn’t shift and had no wolf of her own. Fortunately, Adide was practicingbat skills on the mountain and saved her. The two became best friends from that day on.
“Shut it!”
Adide’s Alpha aura leaked out involuntarily, rustling the surrounding grass and trees. “This isn’t the time to discuss pacts. They’re recruiting wolves. We’re joining Alpha Lance to drive the Dragon Ash Kingdom wolves back within their borders.”
To join the battlefield, one needed legitimate warrior status, even the lowest rank would do.
At the mere mention of “legally hunting Dragon Ash wolves,” the four friends‘ eyes lit up.
Paisley’s whip cracked the air first, the metal tip creating a thunderous boom–a unique “Deafening Whip Technique” of the Crimson me Pack, using sound sts to disorient
enemies.
The Camma in charge of recruitment looked up, frowned, and waved them off. “Under eighteens aren’t allowed–”
His words cut short,
Paisley spun and leaped, steel studs on her boot soles sparking against the <b>ground</b>.
Hey whipshed out like a living <b>thing</b>, ensnaring a granite target twenty paces away. Her left arm suddenly shufted, gray wolf fur bristling with veins, wolf ws gripping the whip handle tightly.
With a myfled rour, spiderweb–like cracks spread across the rock surface. As chunks fell away. they revealed the Dragon Ashi’s ice–pattern insignia embedded within–a provocative disy of a wulf & trupy
“Boun——” die boulder exploded into das
Paisley advanced through <b>the </b>debris, her irises glowing with the wolf’s signature golden–red.
Hey whip tap, still dusted with ruch powder, stopped at the right ce. She said. ‘Protecting the
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The werewolves behind stared in disbelief. The lead Gamma quickly nodded: “We’ll take you all! Of course we will<b>!</b>”
The five were registered as Gray w warriors.
But Paisley raised a dissatisfied brow. “How many kills to get promoted?”
The Gamma flipped through his manual. “Thirty cumtive kills to be ‘Iron w, and so
on.”
A arrogant smile spread across Paisley’s face. “Then bing a ‘Silver w‘ general will be a piece of cake.”
Low chuckles rippled around. The battlefield wasn’t a training ground; the Dragon Ash warriors were far tougher than beasts.
Only Adide knew the golden glint in Paisley’s eyes wasn’t naivety, but genuine battle lust.
She touched the wolf–head dagger at her gift from her father on hering–of–age day.
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That night, they’d step onto the battlefield as “Gray ws.”
The blood of the Dragon Ash Kingdom wolves would stain the upied grasnds red.
After joining Alpha Lance’s ranks, trainingmenced.
But for wolves from the Warscar Training Camp, the drills were too basic.
“Ten tests in four minutes,” Avery said, wiping sweat from his brow, his beast–shifted knuckles still gleaming silver. “I miss the camp’s hellish weeks. At least there, the posts wouldn’t snap with a punch.”
At tactical theory ss, everyone focused tightly–except Adide, the other four’s groupbat <b>was </b>stuck <b>at </b>simted camp exercises.
Late at night, the five huddled in Adide’s canvas tent.
grasp of
The portable kerosenemp <b>cast </b>a flickering glow. Ang’s wolf ears brushed the leather ceiling <b>as </b>she suddenly leaned in and asked, “Are you and Alpha Ulrik of the Bloodmoon Pack mated?”
Adide <b>sat </b>cross<b>–</b>legged on the cot and said, “We were once, but no longer. Lycan Erasmus nullified our bond. I’m a free Alpha now.”
“Great!” Ang pped excitedly. “Leonard was really down about you bing the Bloodmoon Pack’s Luna. Now <b>that </b>you’re single again, he must <b>be </b>thrilled. Maybe he’s your Second Chance.”
Adide flicked her forehead. “Knock <b>it </b>off. That guy’s <b>as </b>fierce <b>as </b><b>a </b>bear with a sore paw. I’d rather bed a grizzly.”
“But Leonard’s cedar pheromones match yours perfectly!” Ang said, her rose–gold earrings
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“Where do you get these ideas?” Adide grabbed a pillow and threw it, wolf feathers and dry straw bursting into the air. “He left for battle the day our pact was sealed and dissolved the bond in the third week after his return. He’s already got a new Luna.”
“So soon?” Paisley spat. “What a jerk. I’ll never be any wolf’s mate.”
Avery said, “Paisley, that’s not fair. If you’re going to badmouth that scum, don’t tar all males with the same brush. I’m a good wolf, and so’s Halbert.”
agree, right… What are you looking for?”
He turned to Halbert, “You
“I’m hungry. Is there any
food?”
T
“Where would we get food? I haven’t had a decent meal for days,” Adide sped her hands. “But they must be gathering supplies. Don’t worry, we’ll eat soon.”
She forced a smile, but her friends exchanged nces, sensing an unusual wisp of mncholy in her eyes that they’d never seen before.
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