November 3rd
"Don't get any ideas," Leo said as we walked back to the truck.
"Your army could be so much stronger if you trained up the she-wolves too," I said completely ignoring him.
"I said don't get any ideas," he replied.
"They don't all want to be protected. Maria, Elena and Allison were just three perfect examples of that. Did you not see Maria shoot that arrow? Imagine if you had hundreds of she-wolves able to do that, you'd instantly have an advantage over anyone," I said.
He then lifted me up onto the truck.
"We already do have the advantage, Ella. And like I said to my sisters and Allison, I have far more important things to worry about than she-wolves protesting about not being allowed to sign their own death warrants!" Leo said his voice getting deeper and eyes getting darker. I took that as a warning sign to stop making a mental note to pick the matter back up after all this was over.
"Alpha, I just had a call from the main convoy," the driver of the truck said. "Ayas men are closer than we thought. There'll be here before dark falls so we need to get going."
Nerves were rife in his voice and I looked up to the sky to see why. Dusk was already rolling across the forest in melancholy folds of grey, plunging the trees into a deep blackness.
Leo looked at me gravely before getting up into the truck, pulling me onto his lap and holding me tight.
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