Mark observed Ethan's impressive development in his skills through the intense duels with Jacob. It was evident that Ethan possessed natural talent, but what puzzled Mark and Jacob was the absence of any signs of an awakened unique ability. Most werewolves experienced the emergence of their special powers within a short period, yet Ethan seemed devoid of such indications.
Lost in their thoughts, Mark and Jacob were suddenly startled as Molly appeared behind them, causing all three of them to jump in surprise. Ethan's exclamation broke the silence, "Where the heck did you appear from?"
Molly, ever enigmatic, wrapped her arm around Ethan's neck, choking him playfully. Ethan struggled and pleaded for assistance from Mark and Jacob, who observed with furrowed brows, their minds deep in contemplation. Mark couldn't help but be reminded of his own encounter with Molly's unexplained abilities when he had joined the pack.
Mark's mind raced as he recalled his own encounter with Molly's sudden appearances. It was as if she had the ability to teleport or move at an incredible speed. His memory took him back to that fateful day when he had joined the pack and was utterly exhausted after training with Jacob.
He remembered how Molly had materialized out of thin air behind him, catching him off guard. Before he could react, she had wrapped her arm around his neck, choking him with surprising strength. He had struggled to free himself, gasping for breath as panic set in. It was a terrifying experience, one that had left an indelible mark on his memory.
Now, as he witnessed Ethan's predicament, with Molly choking him and Ethan desperately pleading for help, Mark couldn't help but smirk. He had learned to endure Molly's unconventional methods, and it seemed Jacob had, too.
"You asked for it," Mark remarked, amused by the scene unfolding before him. Jacob nodded in agreement, a knowing smile on his face. "You'll get used to it, Ethan," Jacob added, a hint of mischief in his voice.
Ethan's eyes widened as he struggled to speak through Molly's tightening grip. His panicked expression mirrored the confusion and disbelief Mark had felt during his own initiation. Yet, there was an undeniable sense of camaraderie in that moment—a shared experience that brought the pack closer together.
As Molly finally released her hold on Ethan, he stumbled forward, gasping for air and rubbing his neck. "What the hell was that?" he exclaimed, his voice a mixture of surprise and irritation.
Molly, her eyes sparkling with mischief, grinned mischievously. "Consider it your official welcome to the pack," she said, a hint of playfulness in her tone. "You'll soon realize that things aren't always what they seem around here."
Mark and Jacob exchanged knowing glances, their shared experiences bonding them further. It was in that moment that Mark understood the true nature of Molly's actions. Her intention wasn't to harm or torment; rather, she was testing their resilience, preparing them for the challenges that lay ahead.
With a newfound sense of unity, Mark, Jacob, and Ethan stood together, their laughter echoing through the woods. They were now part of something bigger—a pack where strength, loyalty, and a healthy dose of humor were essential.
As they continued their journey, Mark couldn't help but wonder about the true extent of Molly's abilities. What other surprises did she have in store for them?