LENORA'S POV
"Order from the King, every wolf should be present in the battleground, the battle starts in 10 minutes. It's the final battle and the day the prince marks his partner!" The King's guard announced yet again but my mind was way far from what he was saying.
"Do you think you can handle this?" Alaric asked amidst his anger, I could sense his anger but he was trying his best to contain it.
"Yeah.." I replied faintly as he walked me into my room. I wasn't feeling like myself as my mind was wounded.
Perhaps the physical injuries I have been having before every fight was better than this as this weighed me down from the inside yet Alaric stood by me and never let go of my hands until I had to get dressed for the fight.
He let go of my hands, I tried to pick the clot
