They stopped a few feet away from me. Bertram stood slightly in front of the other three men, a smirk on his face. âLook who is here.â
My wolf growled inside me, edging me to be proactive and show him we are stronger than he thought we were. âWe are only guests. I know he is rude and disrespectful, but we should be the bigger person here.â
She didnât agree with me, but returned to the back of my mind, trusting I would take care of the situation appropriately.
âItâs so nice to see you again, Bertram. What would I do with myself if I wouldnât be able to see you every day?â
His left eye twitched, and a frown spread over his face. âAre you here to spy on the property? Trying to find the right place to invade us?â
I rolled my eyes. âDo you even listen to yourself? How should I invade you? With my imaginary wolf pack? Are you watching too many movies? Because it clearly does weird things to your imagination.â
He stepped forward, rolling back his shoulders. âEverything just works out so well for you. First, you wrapped the alpha and his sister around your little finger, followed by the beta and his wife. Then you got offered a room in the alphaâs house, and they even let you roam around freely. Traitors like you should be confined somewhere, so they wonât destroy another pack!â
My wolf pushed forward, but I prevented her from taking over. I clenched my teeth and took a few deep breaths through my nose. When my wolf settled down, I focused back on Bertram. âHow often do I need to repeat myself? Iâm all alone. There is no one out there who could help me destroy your pack. Iâm not stupid enough to attack a huge pack like this alone, and I have no reason to either.â
âWhich makes you even more dangerous. People who lost everything have nothing to lose anymore. Maybe you are jealous because we have what you want, or youâre simply evil. I wouldnât know, as Iâm not the traitor here.â
I balled my hands into fists, a growl bubbling up in my throat. My wolfâs anger mixed with mine, and it was getting harder and harder to hold her back. âStop calling me a traitor! You do not know what happened that day! You werenât there. All you do is spout nonsense, and you donât even have a reason to. For the record: I donât want to hurt your pack.â
He shook his head. âYour lies wonât work with me. You are dangerous!â
My willpower wasnât strong enough to hold my wolf back any longer. She burst through the barrier I built and pushed me farther back into a corner, taking over.
The group took a few steps back, surprised by the sudden change.
âDonât do anything reckless! If we hurt them, we will prove them right,â I said. My wolf growled. She wanted to teach Bertram a lesson, but she didnât want to risk provoking him further either.
He smirked. âYou canât even control your wolf. That alone is dangerous enough.â
Another growl echoed through the forest, anger racing through my veins. It bothered me that he was right. If I wasnât able to control my wolf under all circumstances, I could be a danger. But my wolf wasnât to blame for this situation. Her need to take over proves that she canât trust me. I was lacking in leadership, which made it hurt even more.
âHow about we do something fun and prove once and for all that you donât belong here?â Bertram crossed his arms and grinned at me. âAs a protector of the pack, I challenge you. If I win, you will leave this and never come back. Should you win, I wonât bother you anymore. For now.â
My wolf itched to accept the challenge, but I pushed against her. We will be away from here soon anyway, and this deal would only bring us into more trouble. He wants me to act recklessly and to attack him as a guest would be. Challenge or not.
âAre you a little scaredy-cat? Of course, you are. Thatâs what traitors are.â
My body moved on its own, jumping forward and biting the air. The group stumbled backward, the men in the back eyeing me with wide eyes. I sniffed the air, and the sour scent of fear hit my nose. They must be omegas and probably would like to be anywhere but here right now.
âSo, itâs a yes?â Bertram asked, a disgusting grin still plastered on his face as he flexed his fingers.
âThis is a bad idea. We canât accept the challenge, and you know it. He wants to get a reaction, and you are playing right into his cards. This is not worth the trouble.â
My wolf felt torn. She wanted to accept the challenge to prove to the delta boy he wasnât as strong as he thought he was, but she also knew I was right.
âCome on, letâs leave. We are better than this.â
She gritted her teeth as she handed back the control. I turned around and sprinted towards the house, leaving laughter behind me.
I was halfway through the field when Gunnar stepped in my way.
âBertram!â He roared so loudly that probably even the next village heard him.
I glanced behind me, seeing the omegas falling to their knees, their heads hanging low, and Bertramâs face turned white as a sheet.
Gunnar looked at me, a tight smile on his face, but his eyes were hard and cold. My stomach dropped as I sat down beside him.
In the distance, the group of men slowly made their way towards us, their gaze locked on the ground.
âHe will be the death of me at some point,â Gunnar muttered.
âItâs not what it seemed like!â Bertram said when he reached us.
âAre you stupid? How often do I have to tell you to leave Amalia alone? Am I speaking backward, or do you just refuse to follow my orders?â
âWe only joked around a bit,â Bertram said, glancing at me. âRight?â
I huffed. What on earth was he plotting? He didnât expect that I would come to his rescue with some lame excuse now, did he?
Gunnar crossed his arms. âA joke? I love jokes. Do tell me. What was the joke about? Iâm very curious.â
Bertram stayed quiet, his lips pressed together in a tight line, looking anywhere but at Gunnar.
âDylan! What was the joke about?â
The man winced. âIt was about a challenge.â
âA challenge? Tell me more.â
âTo leave here,â he squeaked.
Gunnar took a deep breath before he snapped his gaze back to Bertram. âChange!â
Bertram transformed into his wolf, a strained whine leaving his throat. White light surrounded Gunnar as he changed as well.
âIf you want a challenge, I will give you a challenge. The joke would be even funnier then, donât you think?â
I gulped, taking in the scene in front of me. This took an unexpected turn. My wolf loved seeing it, but I didnât feel too great about it.
âAlpha, please. Do we have to go this far?â
âSo now Iâm your alpha, but when I tell you to leave my guest alone, you donât listen to me.â
Bertram cowered on the floor. âWe only wanted to tease her a bit, nothing more.â
âGet up! You wanted a challenge, so you are getting one.â
Bertram trembled as he stood up. I had to give it to him. I didnât expect he would be brave enough to face Gunnar.
Gunnar didnât give him much more time to prepare, as he jumped at him with a roar. The smaller wolf rolled to the side, barely avoiding the attack. Gunnar whirled around and jumped again, pushing him to the ground. Bertram hurried back to his feet, but got bitten in his leg. He whined, limping away. Gunnar watched him, slowly following him, as he bled onto the ground.
Bertram stumbled and fell, his body trembling, as he stared up at Gunnar.
Gunnar stopped, hovering over him. âThis was the last straw. Iâm revoking your position as a pack protector. You donât have what it takes to judge real danger. If you step out of line one more time, I will kick you and your parents out of the pack.â
He changed back and turned to the other men. âAnd you better donât try anything funny yourself. Let this be a lesson for you, too.â
They nodded and hurried away, leaving Bertram behind.
He turned his attention back to Bertram, who curled into a ball and whined quietly. âCedric will be here soon. Stay here and wait for him.â
âCome,â he said to me and moved back to the house, expecting me to follow him. I glanced back one more time, my stomach feeling heavy, seeing Bertram left alone in the field. My wolf expected to have a sweet taste of victory, too, but instead, it was a bitter one.
When we reached the house, he stopped, his eyes still hard and distant.
âI know you canât help it, and you are still new to all of this again, but please try to stay in control better. It was the right decision to move away from the situation, but it shouldnât have come to this. Iâm not always around to save you.â
I stared at him, his words feeling like a slap in the face. Itâs not that I wanted a knight in shining armor defending me, and neither did I expect him to. But I disappointed him, making me feel like a failure.
âDonât take this the wrong way. Itâs also my fault for not keeping them in check. Thatâs probably what Iâm mostly angry about. Your appearance made me see the flaws in my pack and myself as an alpha.â
I gritted my teeth, frustrated I couldnât give him a piece of my mind, my wolf refusing to give me back my human form.
Gunnar sighed. âTry to stay out of trouble for a bit.â
He moved past me and back to his smithy. I stared after him with rage brewing in my stomach. Why would he say something like that? He almost made it seem as if it was my fault that Bertram had a problem with me. All I did was go for a walk.
I went back to my sleeping place in the barn and rolled into a ball. Why canât I just go back home? They couldnât force me to stay here, and yet I was listening to them. In the end, I probably didnât want to be alone during this change in my life, but maybe it would be better if I was.
I heard someone entering, but I didnât bother to see who it was. With my luck, it might be someone else who wants to argue with me.