Laura's POV:
Evening was approaching when we crossed the borders to my territory, my pack. I did not know what awaited me but I was ready, to fight, to win, to be free. The moon was out already and we were just five miles away from the pack's main house.
In a split second, an arrow striked my horse with a devastating force sending us both tumbling to the ground. No doubt I was the target.
"It's an ambush, get off your horses and attack." My uncle exclaimed fiercely and changed to a werewolve.
Maxwell got down from his horse and ran to pick me off the floor.
"Are you okay? Are you hurt? Talk to me L." He panicked beside me, using his hands to feel my body for any sign of injury.
"I'm fine, I need to get up now and fight." I said dusting myself and getting off the floor. He heaved a s
