Chapter 118: Chapter 118

　　Maia

　　I draw figure eights in the water with my feet while I’m deep in thought. If Damon is telling the truth about werewolves, why is there going to be a war? Villages have been told stories that aren't true! Would the war still happen if humans knew wolves are kind? Will I have to help defend Moon Crest Valley? What happens to all the innocent people like Vivian and her children?

　　A very broad, bulky man with black, dirty, scruffy hair appears in front of the trees. He is bigger than Damon, at least half a foot taller. He has brown eyes and doesn't look very friendly. I stand up, face him, focus and summon fireballs in my hands.

　　‘You’re definitely the Forest Princess with those flames and those violet eyes,’ he says with a husky voice.

　　‘Don't come any closer, or I will hurt you!’ I yell.

　　‘No need to yell. I'm not here to hurt you. I'm here to talk,’ he says, sitting down on a rock near the waterfall

　　I close my hands, extinguishing the flames.