Leondro's POV
I took up a pebble and threw it out into the clearing in front of us. Immediately, the ground blew apart as the trap mine was triggered.
"Aren't they underestimating us too much?" Griffin asked from beside me, his lips curled in dismay. "We can hear the fucking bombs ticking under the ground."
I took up another pebble and threw it again. Another area blew up.
I shook my head. "They're doing this to keep us at a distance. This works for us though. We'll draw their attention to us while Leon finds Starr. Then we'll fight."
"Look." Griffin pointed up at the top of the wall with a grimace. "They're setting up snipers."
"Bring in our snipers and tell the wolves to shield the humans. We have a better chance of deflecting those bullets."
I looked back at the crowd behind me. I didn't expect there to be so many volunteers. I understood the ones who felt grateful to Starr for saving their lives but this one. I looked at the woman that stood at the very front in her wolf form.
From what I've heard, she's been suffering in prison for a while since her capture. The second she caught wind of what was going on though, she volunteered to come and help us fight. She reasoned that she owed Starr a lot. What was her name? Niah? Something like that.
With this many people gathered, I was confident that no matter what trap Glacial City had prepared for us, we'd still be able to overcome it.
Starr's POV
Finally.
The numbness finally wore off. My wounds were finally beginning to heal. I braced myself against the wall and got up.
It was time for me to leave.
I stepped over the body of the second guard who had come checking up on me and left the cell. My ears listened closely to the footfalls of the people walking on the ground above my head.
Approximately 8 people, seeing as how each footfall sounded different. At a time like this, I thanked Zion for that sensitivity training, even if it was a bit over the top.
I walked along, gazing into the other cell rooms to find them empty as expected. I was the only one down here.
I stole the pants off the guard and rolled them up on my waist until they fit me snuggly. So now I was drowning in some random man's clothes. It couldn't be helped. Though, it would be hard for me to blend in looking the way I was.
At the end of the hallway was a ladder leading above ground. I climbed it and grabbed onto the latch, slowly twisting it and opening it enough for me to peek through. I quickly closed it back as a few humans rounded the corner and approached me.
I held my breath and listened in as they stepped over me and continued down the hall. Once their footsteps receded, I opened up the latch again and shoved it open. I winced at the loud groan and quickly crawled out of the hole. Then I closed the door and followed behind the people that had just passed.
I came upon a flight of stairs and could already hear a lot of commotion upstairs. What was I supposed to do now? How could I escape this place safely?
I looked around for anything that could help me but found nothing. There was a door on my right. It said storeroom at the top. I opened it and entered, softly closing the door behind me.
My eyes started glowing as I looked around the dark room curiously. There were a lot of boxes stacked in the corners. A jug of water was resting on one of the boxes and I took it up to open it and take a large gulp. I was so thirsty. I placed the jug back and wiped my mouth.
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Freeing Starr✔️
WerewolfWARNING: This novel contains depictions of Rape, Abuse and Violence. Read at your own risk. 18 year old Starr has never had it easy in life. Her mother died giving birth to her, her father turned into a deranged, violating wolf and to top it off she...