CHAPTER 100: The battle of the wolves.

Elodia growled, her glowing Golden orbs set on one person; Leanora. She let out a wolfish howl, piercing through the air. Wulvric stared at the wolf that was once Elodia. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. He knew there was something different about Elodia. Something distinct and primal but a werewolf? Wulvric stared in shock and wonder, confusion gripping in his soul. How? Was the question penetrating his mind as Elodia howled? "She's the chosen white wolf!" Leanora stated in complete shock. She would never have guessed that the ordinary weak human would become the most powerful werewolf of their kind: "This is impossible. It couldn't be" Leanora whispered as everything began coming into place. Now she understood why the white wolves wanted her so much. Why did they keep her secret in their pack? Why, Elodia was still alive and unscratched even after tearing into her body and leaving her for dead. The white wolf howled, piecing Leanora's sharp ears and making it bleed.