Chapter 20 My Obedient Pack

• Martha's POV
• The moon was low in the sky when I made my way back to the castle. My wounds stung with every step I took, but I refused to let anyone see the weakness in me. Not now. Not when everything I’d worked for was on the verge of falling into place. My obedient Pack, my loyal followers, had done their job. Beta's Pack, was a mess.
• The man with the long scar on his face walked beside me, his heavy boots thudding on the ground as we neared the castle gates. His presence, as usual, was comforting, his eyes always alert. He’d been with me since the beginning, always watching, always waiting. His loyalty was something I had always valued, even if I didn’t show it.