NARAH'S POV (Two days later)
It was a beautiful evening, and the sun was ready to set. It casted a warm orange glow across the pink, golden and bluish coloured clouds that covered the sky.
I desperately wished to feel the sun on my skin, but thanks to Luna Tauriel, I was stuck now in a wheelchair, waiting for my ankle to heal.
At least, I didn't have to start my maid duties until I recovered, that was a positive light to my situation.
I looked from across the window in my room, admiring the vast green field when suddenly, a group of able-bodied men dressed in black leather jackets and pants, alongside women in leather jumpsuits, came flooding in.
I could tell they were wolves of different ranks. They huddled together, chanting, "We are the mighty warriors of the Woodwick
