The Immortality Doctrine: Bred To The Blood Prince

Chapter 12

Tiredness wouldn't matter, I even told that to myself before we left that house. For as long as I wouldn't give up to find Father.

I knew he was finding me as well. I could even imagine how he feels right now. I never forgot to think about him roaming this whole world. Maybe he was even leagues away from where he was the past days. But I knew and highly believed that Tate would come with him. I perfectly knew the two. Every trait, trust me.

Thinking about the way I let them feel hurt and almost every emotion possible just because of the fact that I lost my way and permitted this guy beside me to treat my wounds and feed me made my heart crush into pieces. They were probably thinking I died!

If they were miserable about me, so was I. I didn't ask for any of this to happen. I would admit that I was a bit unhappy with Tate leaving me. With him choosing his pack over me. This was the scariest part. This was my selfishness. This is how this thinks.

But I was angrier with myself, for being dishonest. I would choose to lie because I just wanted to make people happy. I chose to tell Tate that I would be fine if he'd leave me even though I knew that I wouldn't seriously be. Even though I saw doubt in his eyes whilst he talked to me. I didn't care and never cared! Because I was selfish. And this was what selfishness did.

"Do you really think your father would go to different houses just to have a bit of chit-chat?" He asked doubtfully. "That hardly makes sense."

You don't have to inform me that, Abel. And I had anticipated that. Still, I was stubborn and careful enough not to tell the truth. Not in this seemingly-dangerous place. Grezsatly was really a place of trees.

"Aren't you tired yet?" Abel asked me with concern.

"Nope," I replied, looking at him to show I wasn't lying.

Why did you lie?! I have a sweaty body, and a dry crackly lips.

"Yeah, why did you lie? Why do you have to lie?"

I cocked my head and panted. "Sorry. I'm just getting too excited at things," I said that and it strangely made him grin. I brushed the fallen leaves away from a spot of the forest floor and sat on it with crosslegs. I let out a sound of relaxation which is apparently a sigh when I felt the fresh air whooshing around me. Finally, rest. No more walking under the sun.

"I understand. He's your father," he sat almost a bit beside me and removed his bag. He opened it and brought out a container. A water container. It looked like a canteen. So let's just call it a canteen. He opened the lid, pointed the mouth to his mouth and almost drank, but he stopped and gave it to me first.

"You want some?" He asked. "This is fresh," he said. He didn't have to say that. Maybe because of my gender.

I yanked it from his hand and drank wildly although it was already dripping from the corner of my mouth. "You might want to stop," Abel murmured. I quickly obeyed him because I already knew what his reason was. "That's the only water I have, sorry."

I smiled at him with even raising my eyebrows as a sign of saying 'yes'. "Thank God you've brought that here with us. You never know how thirsty I am." I let him know that.

He consumed the canteen first before he talked. "You're welcome."

"But damn, Selene. How many houses do we still have to look at?" He asked as he moved closer beside me still sitting. I froze. No, how many times do you seriously have to be near me? I watched and saw that he was just leaning his back on the tree.

Lucky you, Abel Mullen, I chose to sit in front of a humongous tree.

I was looking at him with my brow wrinkled. He looked at me as well and grinned. I mean, this was what we should call a gaze. He winked at me so suddenly that I blinked my eyes and backed my head a bit because I seriously thought he was going to do something to me. He guffawed at what I did. Paranoia, Selene. Paranoia. He was about to say something to me that likely involved the scene that just happened but he covered his mouth and remained silent. I smirked at him.