I'm so sorry for the delay. I have no idea why I can't get these chapters up in an orderly fashion. I apologize if you got a notification for an update but found there wasn't one. Since I was trying to get this up for you guys, I accidentally posted chapter 14 instead of chapter 13. So I took it down to upload this one instead. Now, because of work, it's two days later.

~Previously~

Susan and Lucy had a right to not want me here. Lucy had only known me for awhile and Susan barely did. She probably didn't even trust me that well, which was understandable. And I was, after all, kind of intruding on the two siblings. There was only one reason I trusted Lucy and her siblings easily and it was because I was the only other human in Narnia. I knew they wouldn't be dangerous to any of us but they would be in danger. The White Witch hated us.

"Ana?" Lucy asked.
"Yes?" I responded pulling myself from my thoughts.
"Lucy and I are coming down to the water. You can come and join us if you want," Susan said.
"Okay. Maybe in a bit," I replied.

Then they walked out and left me alone with my thoughts. I didn't really like being alone right now. Usually, I didn't mind it but recently it bothered me. It gave me an eerie feeling for some reason and I didn't know why. Something about being left alone now left me suspicious of things. This had all started after Tumnus hid me and was captured, but I had no idea why it bothered me so much...

Chapter13 Peter and the Wolves

Shortly after the girls left, I decided I didn't want to be left to my thoughts and would have some fun instead. But if I planned on joining them, I figured it should be in something a little more comfortable. My clothes were still slightly wet and sticking to me. Once finished, I smiled glad that they had at least invited me and headed to join them at the river.

As I approached, I overheard Lucy and Susan's conversation.
"You look like mum," I heard Lucy say.
"Mum hasn't had a dress like this since before the war," Susan replied.
"We should bring her one back! A whole trunk full!" Lucy excitedly suggested.

When I was visible to them, they both glanced at me but I stayed off to the side, not wanting to interrupt the conversation. I noticed Susan's quiver and horn on a nearby table along with Lucy's cordial and dagger. It never even crossed my mind to bring mine, but I knew they would be of little use to me since I had never used them before.

"If we ever get back," Susan negatively answered, after a quiet moment and Lucy was crestfallen at her sister's comment. As she stared, depressingly, at the water, I walked closer to them and Susan seemed to realize what she had said. "I'm sorry I'm like that," she apologized. "We used to have fun together, didn't we?"
"Yes..." Lucy stated, longingly, "...before you got boring." She giggled.
"Oh, really?" Susan replied with a smirk before splashing her sister with water.

Suddenly, it turned into a water war between the two. Lucy, in the process of splashing Susan back, managed to splash me. She looked nervous for a moment, like I would be mad at her and Susan stood silently, unsure what to do. I approached Lucy with a stoic expression and when I got close enough to the water, I adopted a mischevious grin before splashing her back. She laughed and then proceeded to throw water at both me and her sister.

We continued this for awhile, just enjoying the chance to have some fun and not worry about being killed. Once we stopped, we had gotten pretty wet and I grinned. Laughing at each other, we walked away from the water's and I headed for the towels hanging on a nearby tree branch. When Susan pulled on her towel, Maugrim and another wolf appeared behind them. She screamed in surprise, echoed by Lucy.

"Please don't try to run," the first wolf said.
"We're tired and we prefer to kill you quickly," Maugrim continued.

Susan looked behind me, to her left, and I followed her gaze. She was looking at her weapons that lay on the table far from us. My eyes flicked between her and Lucy, trying to send a silent message. Susan subtly nodded and turned back to the wolves, slowly backing away. Our plan was to get Lucy safely away.

I wasn't even prepared when Susan threw the towel in her hand at the wolves, but I grabbed Lucy nonetheless. As she ran towards the table with her weapons and horn, I pulled Lucy towards a tree and helped her climb up. A horn sounded behind me, informing me that Susan had signaled for help. I turned to check on the wolves as Susan dropped her horn and made a run for the tree.

The two wolves trying to untangle themselves from the towel was could've been comical had the situation not been so serious. But I barely had time to process that before I started climbing after Susan. She wasn't even safely located in the tree by the time I heard them snapping after us, finally managing to navigate the towel. I knew I should've climbed up sooner-not wait for Susan-but I needed them in the tree first.

There was a howl and growl before I found myself being violently pushed away from the tree. One of the wolves had jumped at me-I had no idea which one-and caused me to fall a couple feet from the trunk of the tree. My head slammed against the ground causing me to lose focus long enough for Maugrim to get closer. He was standing right beside me while the other wolf was at the base of the tree, jumping and snapping at Susan's feet. He began to circle me as my eyes flicked between the two wolves, unsure where I could go to get out of the way as well as making sure my back was never to them again.

"Ana!" I heard Lucy shout.
"Looks like you'll be the first Daughter of Eve to die," Maugrim snarled with what I would call a grin on his face. I saw him get ready to pounce and I closed my eyes, bracing myself for a painful attack.

I heard a ring of metal as a sword was drawn from its scabbard as well as a someone running through water.
"Get back!" he cried and I opened my eyes to see Maugrim no longer focused on me.

Peter moved between me and Maugrim, barely sparing me a second glance. The wolf jumping at Susan abandoned her for Peter. At this distraction, I quickly got out of range of both wolves, moving towards the riverbed. The two began circling him and tried keeping his sword between himself and the wolves. But it was two on one and I was suddenly concerned as to where the Narnians were. They had to have heard the horn as well.

"Come on. We've already been through this before," Maugrim taunted Peter. "We both know you haven't got it in you!"
"Peter! Watch out!" Susan warned as the other wolf approached from his side. He pointed his sword at the other wolf, leaving him open to an attack from Maugrim.

Several splashes of water could be heard behind me and I turned just in time to see Aslan, Oreius, and some other Narnians who had come to help. Aslan pinned the second wolf down with a roar, causing it to yelp in fear. This focused Peter's attention solely on Maugrim. Orieus drew his sword, swinging it as he moved beside Aslan. They were all ready to dispatch the remaining wolf when Aslan spoke.
"No! Stay your weapons. This is Peter's battle," he commanded.

They obeyed, keeping their weapons back but not away. If things went wrong, they would be prepared to act. All the attention back on Peter, Maugrim continued to taunt while I found myself shuffling closer to Aslan. I didn't know what else I was supposed to do and I waited with baited breath for the "duel" to end.

"You may think you're a King," Maugrim growled, "but you're going to die... Like a dog!" Then he pounced on an unprepared Peter and they both fell to the ground. Maugrim landed on top of Peter.
"Peter!" Susan and Lucy both yelled, jumping from the tree and rushing to their brother's side.

They knelt down and pushed Maugrim off of him and Peter blearily sat up. He seemed a bit shaken up, but he appeared unharmed. Maugrim was dead, Peter's sword protruding from his side. The girls wrapped him in a worried hug and I found myself releasing a breath I didn't realize I was holding. Then I averted my eyes, finding it a private moment between siblings.

Aslan released the wolf then and it took off running in fear. "After him!" Aslan told the others and when they seemed to hesitate, he added: "He'll lead you to Edmund."

Oreius nodded to Aslan and then left with his sword drawn. All of the Narnians that had watched followed after him. The Pevensies watched them go in silence. Once they departed, leaving just Aslan and the four of us, Aslan turned to Peter.
"Peter. Clean your sword," he said.

Peter did as he was told and approached Aslan. As he placed the blade of his sword in the grassed and kneeled before Aslan, I moved to stand by Susan and Lucy. I felt awkward standing behind Aslan when I knew he was going to.

Aslan placed his paw on Peter's shoulder. "Rise, Sir Peter Wolf's-Bane. Knight of Narnia," Aslan knighted.

Peter rose to his feet. He looked from Aslan to his sisters with a small grin. Susan and Lucy were smiling back at him, proud as could be. It was an event that they were lucky to be privy too and a great honor. Knightings hadn't happened since the Witch took over, but being knighted a great honor. It was something the Pevensies had every right to be proud of.

After a silent moment, Aslan nodded to Peter. He seemed to understand as he placed his sword back in its scabbard. With a smile, Aslan nodded and left the group alone. Susan and Lucy approached Peter and Lucy hugged him once more. This one was out of giddiness rather than fear.

All the while, I was standing behind them awkwardly. It felt weird for me to leave but I felt like was intruding by staying. With a deep breath, I decided I needed to say something and then I would leave them alone.

"Thank you, Peter," I stated, shyly interrupting their moment.

I figured I owed him at least a thank you, if not more. He had saved my life and I was grateful for that. If Peter hadn't come when he did, I shuddered at what might have happened to me. But now that it was over, I just wanted to leave them to themselves. They deserved it now anyways.

When they said nothing to me, I started walking away to give them the privacy I promised. Lucy called my name, causing me to stop. It wasn't until I turned to look at them did Peter speak.
"No. Thank you," he corrected.
I looked at him confused and asked him, "What?"
"You made sure we were safe. You weren't worried about your life at the moment. Just ours," Susan clarified.
"So thank you," Lucy repeated, with a grin.
I smiled at them. "You saved my life. A thank you is the least I could do," I told Peter.
"I suppose we all need to thank each other," Peter said.

Lucy smiled at her siblings and then back at me. I returned her smile and nodded in agreement. He was right. We should thank each other. After all, Peter saved my life but I saved his siblings. I could've very well already climbed the tree and not worried about Susan or Lucy, but I made a choice to get Lucy to safety and then wait for Susan before acting.

The next moment, Susan and Lucy both went to the table to collect their gifts. Then the two followed me as we headed back to our tent to rest. It had been a long day for all of us and I felt a headache coming on. Peter's tent was the one right next to ours, which made sense as to why they were closer together.

As I laid down for the night, my thoughts wandered to Edmund. I wondered if Edmund would be back by tomorrow and how his siblings would react. I wasn't even sure how I would and his betrayal wasn't as personal for me. I hardly knew him. But I knew his siblings were deeply worried about him. The Witch wasn't known for her kindness and even I was concerned for the young boy. He may not be in a healthy state.