ALAENA’S POV
Ever since I fused with the last piece of the Amber-hart wolf. I had felt entirely different.
The way I thought, the way I talked, and the way I carried myself.
There was an air of authority around me, I couldn’t place my finger on it but it was there.
My mind went back to not too long ago when Roy had to carry me through the swamp when he had to save me multiple times when I couldn’t fight to save myself.
Look at me now.
I stood in the center of the small clearing, my eyes scanning the faces around me—Roy, Cole, Sofeya. Each of them wore an expression of focused anticipation, waiting for me to speak.
The fire burnt softly behind me, casting flickers of shadows on the trees. The air was thick with tension—not the kind that came from fear, but from the weight of the batt
