Volkan's pov
I was outside. On the training field. Staring at the wolves fighting.
My eyes fixed on the fight I had to assess, while my mind was lost somewhere else. Thinking about the girl that I can't get out of my mind for even a second.
Thora
She looked weak and vulnerable after the effects of the wolfsbane. But I can't do anything about it.
I can't let the death wolf control her.
I can't see her die, to give rise to that curse.
My thoughts are interrupted by an uneasy feeling settling in my chest. Like something bad was going to happen and my eyes flickered at the pack prison at a distance.
What's it? Why do I feel like this?
Clapping my hands, I got up. Getting everyone's attention.
"That's enough for the day. Dismiss."
The pack members bow,as I turned around to go towards
