Dylan Pov

I watched her expression as I applied the ice pack on her strained ankle. She was continuously staring at me as if I were some ghost.

“Ahhh!” She cried when I applied a little pressure on her ankle.

“Oh Sorry!” I apologized.

“What in the world are you doing here?” She yelled when she got out of her little world.

“Uh applying ice pack on your leg I guess” I told her as I watched her eyes growing the size of saucer.

“Oh right!” She said confused then as if it stroke her mind she narrowed her eyes and starts the glaring.

“I mean what are you doing here?” She spoke explaining me by moving her hands.

“I told yo-” she cut me off “No! Not this ice thing I mean what are you” she pointed her index finger towards me “Here” she pointed her finger towards her house.

“That only I said helping you” I told her and watched as she began to shake with anger.

“What the hell Dylan?” and she was back to yelling.

I rolled my eyes and continued doing my work.

“Don’t ignore me now” she yelled as I stopped applying the ice pack.

“No! You continue with that thing and listen to me” she pointed towards the ice pack.

I made a face to her strangeness but continued applying the ice pack.

“How did you find me? And what are you doing in my house? Didn’t I told you to leave me alone you stalker” she began to yell again.

I am a werewolf king for god sake. Finding her is almost easy for me. All I had to do was to send a mind image of her to every werewolf in this world to help and eventually I was informed three weeks earlier about her and that is how I found her. I found out everything about her easily. Where she was staying. What she was doing everything.

I eventually came to know about her match. At first I was angry about it. I didn’t want her to take risk about her life. What if something happened to her in that match?

But when I saw to she was training day and night for the match, seeing her hardworking and determination I gave up the feeling to stop her from in that match.

I was actually stalking her from this last few weeks. Everyday seeing her work out made my day. Her strength was growing day by day and so was my enthusiasm to see her fighting. My wolf was very much proud of his mate who was not only strong but can take care of herself.

Aderyn never depended upon anyone for living and that is why I respect her decision the most of taking part in that match. I had faith on her that she will surely make it and win. And she did.

“And you!” She screamed pointing her finger towards the old lady whose name was Greta.copy right hot novel pub