Chapter 3

• Amelia spent the next week training for the upcoming battle. The pack's warriors were tough and experienced, and they didn't go easy on her just because she was the prince's mate. They pushed her to her limits and beyond, testing her strength, ability, and endurance.
• Every day, Amelia woke up before dawn and ran through the forest, dodging trees and leaping over fallen logs. She practiced fighting with both her hands and her claws, learning how to anticipate her opponent's moves and counter them with her own.
• Prince Ethan was her main sparring partner, and he was just as tough on her as the other warriors. He was quick and nimble, his movements almost graceful as he dodged her attacks and countered with his own. But despite his skill, Amelia was determined to beat him. She knew that if she could defeat him, she would have proven herself to the pack.
• Their sparring sessions were intense, and sometimes Amelia would come away with bruises and scratches. But she didn't mind. She was getting stronger every day, and that was all that mattered.
• As the day of the battle approached, the pack grew more and more tense. They knew that their rivals were just as strong and just as determined as they were, and they couldn't afford to let their guard down.
• On the eve of the battle, the pack held a ritual to prepare themselves. They gathered around a bonfire in the center of the pack , and the king led them in a chant that called upon the power of the moon.
• Amelia felt a sense of awe as she watched the pack come together in this way. They were all so different, with their own strengths and weaknesses, but in this moment, they were united. They were a pack, and they would fight together to protect what was theirs.
• As the moon rose higher in the sky, the pack began to howl. Their voices rose up into the night, echoing through the forest and sending a chill down Amelia's spine. It was a haunting, beautiful sound, and she felt honored to be a part of it.
• When the ritual was over, the pack dispersed to get some rest before the battle. Amelia and prince Ethan retreated to their den, and Amelia lay down beside him, feeling a sense of peace wash over her.
• Prince Ethan turned to her, his eyes intense. "Tomorrow, we will fight," he said.
• Amelia nodded, her heart pounding. She knew that this would be the ultimate test, the moment when she would truly prove herself to the pack.
• "I'm ready," she said, her voice steady.
• Prince Ethan smiled at her, a look of pride in his eyes.
• "I know you are," he said staring at her beautiful pairs of eyes
• "And I'll be right there beside you, every step of the way."He reassured her.With that, they both closed their eyes and drifted off to sleep, ready to face whatever the next day would bring.
• The next morning, the pack rose early, their adrenaline already pumping as they prepared for the battle. Amelia could sense the tension in the air as she watched them gather their weapons and put on their war paint. They were ready for a fight.
• The king stood at the front of the pack, his eyes scanning their ranks.
• "Today, we fight for our home, for our pack, and for our honor," he said, his voice booming through the pack
• "We will not back down, we will not surrender. We will fight until our last breath, if we must.
• "He stares at all the Lycans ,both the male and female as they were filled with seriousness all glaring back at him. They soon let out a fierce howl in response, their spirits lifted by the king's words.
• Amelia stood beside the prince, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew that this was it, the moment she had been training for. She could feel the eyes of the pack on her, watching to see what she was made of.
• The rival pack emerged from the trees, their own war cries ringing out across the clearing. Amelia could see that they were just as fierce as her pack, their eyes glinting with a dangerous light.
• The two packs charged at each other, and the air was filled with the sound of snarling, snapping jaws and pounding paws. Amelia fought with all her might, her heart racing as she dodged and weaved around her opponents.
• At one point, she found herself face to face with the rival pack's alpha. He was big and strong, with a thick coat of fur and razor-sharp teeth. Amelia knew that she was outmatched, but she refused to back down.
• The alpha lunged at her, but Amelia was too quick. She dodged his attack and slashed at him with her claws, drawing blood. The alpha snarled in anger, and the two of them circled each other, waiting for the other to make a move.
• Finally, the alpha lunged again, but this time, Amelia was ready. She dodged his attack and drove her claws deep into his side. The alpha let out a howl of pain and stumbled back, giving Amelia the opening she needed to strike again. She lunged forward, sinking her teeth into his throat, and he fell to the ground, lifeless.
• The rest of the pack saw what had happened, and they let out a cheer that echoed through the forest. Amelia had defeated the rival pack's alpha, proving that she was a force to be reckoned with.
• The battle continued for what felt like hours, but eventually, the rival pack began to retreat. They knew that they had been defeated, and they fled back into the forest.
• The pack howled in triumph, their spirits lifted by their victory. Amelia felt a sense of pride and accomplishment wash over her. She had proven herself to the pack, and she had earned their respect.
• As the pack gathered to tend to their wound, prince Ethan approached Amelia ,with a look of admiration on his face.
• "You were amazing," he said, his voice full of awe.
• Amelia smiled, feeling a sense of happiness wash over her. She had won the battle, and she had won the prince's heart.
• Amelia soon felt a sharp pain as the adrenaline began to wear off, she started to feel the pain of her injuries. She had taken several hits during the battle, and her body was bruised and battered. She struggled to stay on her feet as the pack began to disperse, each member heading back to their own dens to rest.
• Prince Ethan noticed Amelia's discomfort and offered her a hand.
• "Let me help you," he said, his voice gentle.
• Amelia took his hand gratefully, feeling a rush of warmth as his touch sent a jolt of electricity through her body. She couldn't believe how much she had come to care for him in such a short amount of time.
• Together, they made their way back to the den that Amelia had been assigned. It was a small, cozy space, with a comfortable bed made of soft furs and a fire burning in the hearth.
• Prince Ethan helped Amelia onto the bed, his eyes full of concern.
• "Are you okay?" he asked,with his voice soft.
• Amelia winced as she shifted her weight.
• "I'll be fine," she said, trying to sound braver than she felt.
• Prince Ethan shook his head.
• "Let me take a look at your injuries," he said, his voice firm.
• She nodded, feeling grateful for his concern. She lay back on the bed as the prince began to examine her wounds. He was gentle, but thorough, cleaning and dressing each cut and bruise.
• As he worked, Amelia felt a sense of peace wash over her. She was safe here, with the pack, and with the prince.
• When prince Ethan had finished tending to her wounds, he sat down beside her on the bed. "You were amazing out there," he said, his voice full of admiration.
• Amelia smiled weakly, feeling a sense of pride at his words.
• "I just did what I had to do," she said , smiling.
• Prince Ethan reached out and took her hand in his, his touch sending shivers down her spine. "I know," he said, with his soft but tender voiced
• "But you did it with such bravery and skill. You're a natural warrior."He complimented her .
• Amelia felt her heart swell with happiness. She had never felt so appreciated, so valued. With prince Ethan by her side, she knew that she could conquer anything.
• As the sun began to set outside, the two of them sat together, talking and laughing. They shared stories and dreams, and Amelia felt a sense of connection with him that she had never felt before.
• As the night wore on, the two of them grew tired. Prince Ethan helped Amelia. get comfortable on the bed, and then lay down beside her, his arms wrapped protectively around her.
• Amelia felt safe and loved in his embrace, and she knew that she had found her place in the world. With the pack, with the prince, she was home.