1month Later

Medusa's POV

The market was bustling with people, werewolves from all over the kingdom came to the famous market of silk and weapon in Reona, a small city in the heart of the northern regime of Werewolves.

The roads were old and dusty but the market was shining brightly to attract the merchants and buyers.

My face was covered with a hooded black cloak to avoid gaining any attention from my lilac irises and long silver hair as the royal soldiers were searching for me like starving hyenas.

"Go!" I commanded the horse I bought a month ago to move forward, away from this place, his white mane...