Book 2: The Ruthless Enemy Is My Mate?

Hermione’s (Hera’s) POV

“Stop right there! Who are you? How do you know me?” I demanded, taking two steps backward in fear. His ruby-red eyes glowed and a blood-curdling roar escaped his snout. The ground almost shook and so did I. Being a slender, honey-hued wolf, I was no match against his strength. The only way to escape him was to run.

“Your enemy!” His gruff voice echoed in the still night, making a shudder go down my spine. Was he the only living member of the Whiteridge Pack? I just hoped not.

I took another step backward, reaching the edge almost. One more step would surely make me tumble to the other side, all the way to the enemy territory! I had to think of an alternative.

‘Run, Hye!’ Hye leaped in mid-air to jump over an enormous boulder to escape the monster. I raced down the snowy slopes with him hot on my heels. We couldn’t run straight down to the enemy village so we zigzagged, making a detour all the way towards our side. The