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CHAPTER TWENTY
ALPHA AIDEN’S POV :
We were more skilled and coordinated, working together to take down our opponents one by one.
As the battle raged on, we could feel our strength and determination growing. We are not going to be defeated by these rogues, and we fought with every ounce of strength we have.
Finally, with a loud yelp, the last of the rogue werewolves fell to the ground, defeated. We let out a triumphant howl, our victory earned through hard-fought battles and fierce determination.
Breathing heavily, I turned to the rest of the pack, a proud look in my eyes. “We did it,” I said, as the pack members nodded in agreement. “We showed them that we will not be intimidated or defeated. We are a strong, united pack, and no one can stand in our way.”
We turned back, wore what we can and made our way back home. We might have gone to have some fun and bond , but we are prepared and strong.
As we headed home, we couldn’t help but revel in our success. We laughed and joked with each other, reliving the highlights of the battle and celebrating our victory.
But even as we enjoyed our moment of triumph, we knew that we had to remain vigilant. We had made enemies with the rogue werewolves and if they tried to attack, we will be extra ready. Would they even want to attempt?
Despite this, we were not afraid. We had faced down our enemies and emerged victorious, and we knew that we could do it again if we needed to.
As we approached the border of our territory, as the pack leader, I let out a loud howl, signaling our return, it wasn’t all of us that had gone.
The rest of the pack joined in, the sound of their voices carrying through the woods and announcing our victory to the rest of our community.
As we crossed the border, we were greeted by the cheers and congratulations of our fellow werewolves. We were hailed as heroes, and we basked in the adulation of our community/pack.
But even as we celebrated, we knew that our work was far from over. We had a responsibility to protect our community/pack and ensure its safety, and we were ready to do whatever it took to fulfill that duty.
So, as the sun set on our triumphant return home, we knew that we were ready to face whatever challenges came our way, united and strong.
We have been missed during our absence, and our friends and family were eager to hear all about our camping as it wasn’t everyone that had gone.
The pack spent the rest of the evening chatting and laughing with their loved ones, sharing stories and laughing about the highlights of their trip.
As the night wore on and the fire in the fireplace burned low, the pack began to retire to their homes, ready to sleep in their own beds and recharge for the week ahead.
We had returned home safe and sound, surrounded by the love and support of our friends and family.
Heading back home I was welcomed by my mum and my Luna.
CAMILLE’S POV :
I had cried myself to sleep again once more and woken up with swollen eyes this morning.
As soon as the door opened, I tensed up but turned around and met the face of Miss Clara. I was so relieved and glad, I haven’t seen her for some days now.
She approached the bed and sat down next to me. “Hey sweetie, I’m going to check your wounds now, okay? It Should have healed by now” she said smiling.
I nodded, trying to compose myself “Okay,” I whispered.
She began by gently inspecting the wounds on my back. Miss Clara let out gasps, shaking her head at the sight of the wounds. i don’t think she knew what happened recently.
“How did they come to this again Camille, you were supposed to relax and let it cover up, it’s been infected a little since it has just been bleeding and drying up by itself.
Though your healing slowly than before, cause of the infection” she said, her voice laced with concern. “But don’t worry, I’ll do everything I can and I think I brought something that can help too”.
I just didn’t want to even tell her what really happened, it’s better she’s not involved in my problems.
“I’m sorry, it won’t happen again” I pleaded as I hissed at a slight pinch.
“What are you sorry for? Are you even sure you did this? Something hard must have hit you and dragged it with mind of reopening the wound again.
There’s something your not telling me, what really happened Camille?” She questioned worriedly.
“Nothing okay, just help me patch it up and I’ll be fine and careful I promise” I told her trying to get her mind off it.
“I’ve known you for some years now, even though I’m not able to always read you, I can tell your lying and your eyes. You have been crying.” I turned away from her as she spoke.
Tears dropping from my face as I quickly cleaned it up again, not wanting her to see. I was just so exhausted, hurt and tired of everything that’s happening, this is not how I envisioned my life.
“Look at me sweeetie, see it’s okay if you don’t want to say okay, let me just work on the wounds and you can eat too.
Made your favourite by the way”.
I turned and gave her a small smile as I hugged her , I am very grateful I have someone who cares about me like her here.
Miss Clara set to work cleaning and dressing the wounds, using gentle but efficient movements.
I flinched at the touch of the antiseptic, but Miss Clara was quick to offer words of comfort.
“It’s okay, it’s going to sting a bit at first, but it’s necessary and can help in the prevention hopefully. You’re being brave, just try to relax,” she said.
As she continued to tend to the my wounds, I began to feel a sense of calm wash over me. Despite the slight ache, I was grateful to have someone here with me, taking care of me and making sure I was okay.
As Miss Clara finished up and packed away her supplies, I couldn’t help but feel a sense of gratitude towards her.
“Thank you, Miss Clara ” I said, my voice still faint but sincere.
She smiled and patted my hand. “You’re welcome. You’re going to be alright, just make sure to take it easy and let those wounds heal properly, be very careful also”.
Then I nodded, already feeling a bit better. No need of worrying about if it’s hello properly or not anymore.
Miss Clara stood up and made her way towards the plate of food. ” Now eat, your getting too skinny for my liking, the food I asked to be sent to you are reaching you right?” I nodded “Make sure to finish it up and I’ll send more as I can sweeetie”.
She more like ordered with concern as she made me eat, my appetite were a bit low lately so I couldn’t eat much but I’ll try, Miss Clara is using her time to help me and I don’t want to stress her more or get her worried.
After I was done eating, she informed me of some ways to lay down in other not to disturb my wounds, giving me a peck on the food head and caressing my hair before exiting the room.
“Camille” the voice called out