Helen's POV
As the rogues stormed into the center of the Blueblood Pack's territory, growls and snarls filled the air. All around me, I could hear teeth and claws colliding. Despite the pack's best efforts, the rogues persisted in their attacks.
With my heart pounding, I dashed into the confusion. I knew I had to help, even though some people still viewed me as an outsider. I also have this pack. I couldn't just watch it go down.
One of the pack warriors yelled at me, "Come back!" as I entered the fray. "You're not welcome here!"
Ignoring him, I sidestepped a rogue's blow and retaliated with all my strength. Every action I took was guided by my keen wolf instincts.
I tried to keep my focus by whispering to myself, "You can do this."
I observed the faces of the pack members as I battled with the others; some still had doubts about me, but others saw me for who I truly was. An ally. A combatant. I would show them that I supported them.
