Chapter 13
Elena’s POV
As soon as I arrived back in the Ironpaw Pack, I hurried back to my room and started packing
clothes and a small ration of food.
When I got down, I bumped into Jayden, who was carrying logs he had cleaned up from the front yard on his shoulder and had hastily put them down. He looked at me from head to toe before his eyes glinted with realization.
“Alpha Elena, are you leaving?” Panic was evident in his voice.
“You scared him,” Ava joked.
Jayden probably thought I’d leave the pack again.
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Tapping his shoulders, I assured him, “Don’t worry, I just have important matters to attend to. While I’m away, adhere to the restoration plans I gave you.”
He wiped his sweat with the towel hanging from his pants pocket and asked concerningly, “Do you need help? I’ll go with you.”
Shaking my head, I replied. “No need. I’ll be back soon.”
After I gave him some reminders, I left the pack from the backyard and shifted to my massive black wolf, but all my paws had white furs.
I bit on my bag and ran through the forest into the north. A smile formed on my lips as I watched the trees blur before my eyes. The wind brushed through my silk–soft furs while my paws dug prints in the dirt.
“I never felt so free! Elena, this is awesome!” Ava shouted, radiating the same feeling in me
that brought warmth to my empty and cold heart.
The scent of woods and dirt suddenly smelled like the most fragrance scent I’ve ever smelled. It’s peaceful and captivating, like the sound of insects and animals I heard in the background.
For the first time in a long time, I felt free. I was in my complete form with my wolf, all senses heightened, and I could feel my power and strength radiating from my paws to every end of
my fur.
“I never thought this would take this long,” I complained to Ava as I caught my breath before slurping another gulp of fresh water from the pond we saw in the middle of the forest.
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It’s been three days since we were traveling. All the food I packed was already finished by the second day, and my paws turned black from the dirt while my black fur was now a shade of
grey.
After drinking, I jumped into the water and cleaned myself before I went on the journey again.
“Finally!” Ava commented, exhausted as I was, as we reached the northern border camp near
the Withered Hinterland.
A wooden fence surrounded the camp, while the front was built with a brick defense wall.
‘Why are there very few warriors at the gate?‘ I wondered while I peeked from behind the tree near the camp after I shifted to my human form and changed into brown fitted leather pants, a
white shirt, and a camouflage jacket over it.
Paired with my combat boots, I’d say I rocked this outfit. I missed wearing something like this.
Something akin to a warrior.
Ava, as confused as I was, asked as well. “And where’s the food trucks?”
Looking around the camp, there was no sign of any delivery trucks. There weren’t even tire marks on the dirt that showed delivery from the previous day.
Then, I remembered what King Desmond said. He said Prince Deacon had been updating him,
and he received nothing but great news.
“They probably think the war has ended and let down their guard,” I said, feeling more anxious
and worried.
This was probably what the Rogues wanted to happen. They were laying low as they planned
for rebellion so the frontline here in the Northern area would let down their guard.
Sighing, I stood up straight, clung my bag on my shoulder, and confidently approached the
camp.
“Hep! Who are you?” One of the only two guards who was guarding the camp stretched his
hand out to block my path.
The other guard then pointed his spear at me with squinted eyes, ready to strike at any
moment.
My body instinct was telling me to stand in a defensive position, but I calmed myself and looked at them calmly to avoid preventing them from attacking and seeing me as their enemy.
“Are you a spy from the Rogues? Inform the Prince!” The one with an outstretched hand
shouted.
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Immediately, a few more injured guards looked completely exhausted, stood up from the defense wall, and became alert.
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I looked around, and my heart clenched in pain to see how many of them were gravely injured. By how few they were in there as well, I think many of them lost their lives.
Seeing that, I became filled with more conviction. I have to warn the Prince.
Unfazed by the spear pointing at my neck, I firmly introduced myself. “I’m Elena Dooley, daughter of Alpha Daco Dooley.”
They snickered and looked at each other as they raised their brows at me in disbelief. “Who are you kidding? What’s your proof that you are her?”
“Is this enough proof?” I asked, showing them our pack’s emblem carved in the silver thumb
ring I was wearing.
Good thing I decided to wear this.
“I-” The guards looked at me in surprise, almost speechless.
After all, my father was a legend. If the Prince was the god of war, my father was the god of
death, as they call him.
He’s the best general this land had ever recognized, and every warrior looked up to his bravery
and heroic acts.
Seeing as they were still in shock, I cut them off and urgently announced, “I need to see the
Prince. I have very important matters to discuss with him.”
The one with the spear blinked off a couple of times before he stood up properly, retracted his
spear, and cleared his throat.
With a gentler tone, he formally explained, “This is the battlefield. Even if you really are Alpha
Daco’s daughter, we can’t just let you in as you will.”
I sighed helplessly, thinking if I should just barge my way in to see the prince.
Taking a deep breath, I clenched my fist and took a step forward, ready to fight my way through. Then, a monotonous and dominating deep voice echoed from inside the camp, followed by heavy steps approaching us.
“What’s happening here?” The man with the captivating voice asked.
“Prince Deacon.” They called, but I was so dumbfounded that I froze in my place as I stared at
the man who just stood in front of me and managed to take my breath away.
