For the first time, Rose was feeling the helplessness of not being able to do anything. She was still on her knees when she saw a raging man on the horse, going after the army that went back to the forest. Her heart stopped. It was him. Nobody else would be so bold as to go after an entire army, but him. And she would recognize him from an army of one hundred people. She gathered all her strength and got up on her knees to go after him and make sure he will be alright.
She wanted to maintain herself as low profile as possible, not bringing unnecessary trouble, but it was hard. Some of them, in the army that took the whole castle by surprise, were werewolves. If they would have sniff her scent, she was doomed. She was rushing to the place where she could hear the signs of the battle but h
