VALENCIA'S POV
I looked out of the window, standing still. The picturesque view of the forests after the little pond was indeed enough to mesmerize someone.
It has been seventeen days since we talked with the lycans, and to say the days since then have been going in a pretense to be happy would be an understatement.
Every single day, we wake up. Maverick trains me for four hours to help me become stronger, even making me fight with his beta and other men from time to time before we deal with the rogues from the packs and stuff like that.
So far, we have dealt with the rogue intervention in eleven small packs and two large-scale packs, of which only three were left to be properly dealt with.
Most of the things and freeing them from the rogues while killing the rogues around them was done. We just needed the alpha to sign the pact contract with us and the council to ensure they wouldn't make the same mistake of trusting the rogues to gain power over the other packs.
