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Finally home, Hazel dashed back to her room from the backyard. By the time she reached the forest exit, she had shifted back into her human form. Her clothes from the creek had been tainted with Cyril’s scent, and she didn’t want to smell it now. Yet, Hazel had to admit that Cyril’s rough behavior could stir her impulses.

“Admit it, Hazel, you like this feeling,” Rita cheered in Hazel’s mind.

“Rita, are you in heat or something?” Hazel rolled her eyes.

Ever since Hazel turned eighteen, Rita’s sexual urges had become more active, especially when she was facing Alpha Cyril. Her hormones couldn’t resist him.

Hazel bit her lower lip. Rita was right; Cyril’s body did fascinate her. However, she would still choose to defy Cyril’s commands. She didn’t like following the rules.

“Hazel, we are white wolves, pure white wolves,” Rita’s voice sounded joyful.

Hazel burst into giggles. She didn’t know what being a pure white wolf meant, but she didn’t miss the astonishment that flashed through Cyril’s eyes. His reaction pleased Hazel.

Hazel was satisfied with her shift. She didn’t need much learning when she handed her body to Rita. Everything seemed easy, whether it was moving forward or backward. This was a good thing.

During dinner, Theo returned home, looking exhausted.

“Did Alpha mistreat you?” Hazel sat at the dining table, nibbling on a cookie.

“Hey, Hazel, what are you talking about?” Theo squinted at Hazel.

“Otherwise, why do you look so tired every day?” Hazel shrugged. In her eyes, Cyril was an Alpha who enjoyed tormenting people, constantly overworking others. Why else would he always target her?

“I’m a Beta, and there have been a lot of things lately,” Theo sighed. He had his responsibilities.

“Kids, let’s eat,” Grandma placed a plate of spaghetti with meat sauce in front of Hazel, who smiled back at her.

After dinner, Hazel quickly returned to her room, undressed, went into the shower, and changed into her usual loungewear.

Tomorrow, she had to go through that darn training again. Hazel tossed and turned on her bed and ultimately decided to set an alarm. Just thinking about what Cyril had done to her today made her cheeks burn.

The next second, she frowned and pulled a note from under the blanket.

Hazel’s expression turned unpleasant; it was the same note again, the same scent as the previous one, but the content was different.

“Do you like it here, Hazel?” the note read, with a picture attached, showing the spring she had visited today.

Hazel widened her eyes, feeling the note burning in her hands. How did this note end up in her room, and how did the person who wrote it know that she had been to the spring today?

It couldn’t be Alpha Cyril, Hazel was sure of that. He wasn’t the type to play such childish games, especially considering he had already caught her at the spring earlier and dealt with her harshly.Belongs to NôvelDrama.Org - All rights reserved.

So, who could this note writer be?

Hazel went through the people she knew in her mind. Ada? Karin? Or maybe Jay?

Hazel ruffled her hair, feeling a bit nervous. Was there something in the small town that she didn’t know about?

“Maybe it’s just a prank,” Rita suddenly spoke, obviously as clueless as Hazel.

“Weird occurrence,” Hazel stared at the note in her hand, unsure whether she should tell her grandma and Theo. What if it wasn’t just a prank?

“Don’t overthink it,” Rita roared, looking a bit tired.

Hazel stuffed the note back under her pillow and then took off the ring on her hand, a gift from her father, and placed it in a drawer. Now, she needed some sleep.

For the first time, Hazel arrived on time at the training grounds. Alpha Cyril stood nearby, watching her with an intense gaze, and Hazel tried her best to ignore him.

“Hey, Hazel.” Eloise suddenly appeared behind Hazel, tapping her on the shoulder and smiling.

“Oh, Eloise, good morning,” Hazel didn’t know how to face Eloise because she had genuinely disappointed her in the past.

“Today, we’ll be training together. I’m excited,” Eloise spoke.

Hazel looked at Eloise’s sincere expression and smiled, “Eloise, have you forgiven me?”

Eloise suddenly put on a serious expression, looking at Hazel and then slowly speaking, “Hazel, I’ve never blamed you. We’ve always been the best of friends.”

“Yes, we’ve always been good friends.” Hazel hugged Eloise, just like before. There was nothing more satisfying than regaining a lost friendship.

When Hazel let go, she could feel Cyril’s gaze. He was staring at her, completely exposed. Hazel tried to adjust her posture; she couldn’t afford to act strangely in front of Cyril.

“Listen up, everyone,” Cyril suddenly walked towards Hazel. She remained standing still.

Cyril scanned Hazel and then fixed his gaze on her, “Introducing, our two new members, Elmer and Bessie.”

Hazel saw a guy and a girl standing beside Cyril. These had to be the new members.

“Next, you can choose your partners freely, four people in a group, engage in free combat, with two on defense and two on offense, alternating,” Cyril’s voice was deep and commanding, making it impossible to refuse.

“Hazel, I want to partner with you.” Eloise held onto Hazel’s arm, excited like a child. Hazel nodded in agreement.

“May I join you, please?” The guy looked directly at Hazel, his eyes clear.

Golden hair, silver-gray eyes, clean complexion made him look like a child, with a faint smile on his face. This was Hazel’s first impression of Elmer.

Hazel wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but she could sense Cyril’s heavy breathing when Elmer spoke. Even his gaze on Elmer turned sharp.

An idea brewed in Hazel’s mind, and Rita’s cheers made her think it was a good game.

Hazel smiled as she looked at their new member, Elmer, and spoke slowly, “Of course, you’re welcome to join. I’m Hazel, and this is my good friend, Eloise.”

“Hello, I’m Elmer,” Elmer said, looking at Hazel and Eloise with a smile on his face.

“We’re missing one more person.” Hazel looked around at the members on the field, noticing that Ada’s group was also missing one person.

Come on, she wasn’t even considering Ada and her group.

“Can I join you all? I’m Bessie,” Hazel heard the girl’s voice and turned to see a girl with short black hair and a round face. Her smile looked somewhat eerie, but Hazel didn’t pay too much attention.

“Of course, I’m Hazel, and these two are Eloise and Elmer,” Hazel formed their group.

“Thank you for letting me join,” Bessie spoke again, and Eloise felt something was off.

The girl’s smile looked insincere and unreal.

“I’d like to choose defense,” Hazel looked at the other three.

Hazel was petite, more suitable for defense because of her speed, and she could take her opponents by surprise.

Eloise had intended to choose defense with Hazel, but Elmer, who was beside her, beat her to it. “I’ll choose defense too.”

Elmer smiled at Hazel, and Eloise’s gaze shifted between him and Hazel. They seemed to share something. Eloise gave Hazel a mischievous nudge and winked at her.

Hazel looked up and noticed that Bessie’s expression was somewhat odd, but she didn’t think much of it. They had just met today and had no reason for animosity.

“So, we’re on the offensive side. Let’s have a free-for-all,” Bessie suddenly changed her stance, eagerly preparing for combat.

Hazel nodded. This girl gave her an odd feeling, but she didn’t dwell on it. Perhaps she simply didn’t know this new member well.

“Then, I’ll take care of Hazel, and Eloise can handle Elmer. Is that okay?” Bessie showed that strange expression again, as if she would turn hostile if others didn’t agree with her.

“That works,” Hazel furrowed her brow and then looked at Eloise and Elmer, “What do you think?”

“No problem,” Eloise and Elmer answered simultaneously.

The next moment, Bessie suddenly charged towards Hazel.