The Lycan King's Rebel

𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲-𝐬𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧

-HER-

I was breathing fire as Lua rowed the boat back to the other shore. Ezekiel's boat followed us. I could feel his eyes burning on my back, feeling the fire that was burning inside me. I was in a rage.

I couldn't believe I'd given into the mate bond and had made such a fool out of myself in front of him again.

Ugh! Why can't you be just heartless for once, Celeste!

Lua kept quiet and rowed the boat faster when she received a glare from me. Meanwhile, I could feel his gaze burning on me get more and more intense. It could easily beat the afternoon sun and dry up the whole river.

There was this tension in the air all of a sudden, even the river monsters were avoiding me. My jaw was set and my eyes were frozen on the shore.

As soon as we reached there, I commanded my wolves to prepare to leave instantly. A lot of time had been already wasted and I didn't feel like wasting more time. I wanted to set out instantly and be in motion.

I felt his eyes still burning on me as the remaining Lycans and all my wolves finally moved deeper into the woods. The woods on this side of the river was denser and harder to navigate. At times, we had to stop and chop down trees to clear the way for us to move.

It was even more time-consuming which was now slowly getting on my already wrecked nerves. I felt like a ticking bomb and the wolves were smart enough to have read my body language and just keep quiet and get the work done as soon as possible.

Even Lua, who liked to chatter, kept her mouth shut. Everyone on my side had sewn their lips and it was better for them that way but the Lycans, especially those particular two kept talking. They didn't talk to me directly.

They kept muttering among themselves and it was starting to annoy me slowly.

The tension that continuously buzzed in the air didn't help me either. It would be amped up every time his heated eyes would fall on me. I didn't meet his gaze for his safety.

I was afraid I'd drive my sword right through his chest if I looked him in the eyes.

It was late afternoon and I was already short on patience. We decided to stop early and camp at this clearing because all of us were tired today from building the boats and crossing the river.

Fortunately, Ezekiel and Tryfon disappeared into the woods for a while, leaving me and Lua alone. We made estimations on our location using the devices and planned our route for tomorrow.

We had already crossed half our way. It would take us two more nights in the woods to reach the eastern command. Even though that was the most dangerous part of the journey, I wanted to get there as soon as possible and get the work done and just home soon because it seemed like I would lose my sanity soon if I stayed longer anywhere near Ezekiel.

Though my wolf had other demands. She wanted to stay here for as long as it was possible and get as closer to him as possible. Her needs were completely polar to mine because I was the rational part and she was the primal part of me which was solely driven by the mate bond.

As much as I hated it for being so easily manipulated by the mate bond, I also relied on it heavily for judgments that involved primal instincts.

While Lua and I revised the routes we'd be taking tomorrow, my wolves and Ezekile's lycans continued to set up to the camp and prepare dinner.

The exhaustion from the whole day's work was finally making its presence known in my body. My back was hurting and my arms were burning and my legs... I didn't even want to start talking about the pain in them.