ELARA
"There is a reason my Alpha is worshipped and revered in this Kingdom and beyond," she spoke in a small voice after a stretched silence, "...that is because he has unnatural abilities far beyond that of a normal werewolf...far beyond even a Chestnut like you." I was kneeling in front of her, my attention at this point very rapt.
She inhaled deeply and licked her lips, her right hand placed on top of mine on her wrist. "What I'm saying is that he might have managed to get into your head and read your thoughts."
"That's not possible," I grunted lowly, shaking my head. "Only Chestnuts can do that." And that was the truth.
She shrugged. "Did you hear what I said earlier?"
My sight was intent on her, her words seemingly unbelievable to me. In the history of werewolves, on
