Valiant(Editing)

Chapter 26; Akela

I shook my head. Why wouldn't he tell me? I just wanted to know what was going on. No matter how much I'd beg, I knew he wouldn't tell me.

When I saw him screaming earlier, I knew he something was wrong and he was afraid of something. There was no doubt about that.

It bothered me that he wouldn't tell me what was wrong.

I wanted to help him with whatever was going on, however, I couldn't because I didn't have a clue about what he was fearing. I wish he'd tell me, yet I know he wouldn't no matter what.

I continued to limp down the path, with my head hung low.

I wasn't sure where I was going, all I knew was that I was going away from Dakota.

I needed some alone time to myself.

I expected Dakota to follow me, yet he didn't. That was a good thing anyway, because he probably needed some time to himself too.

I frowned as I limped. I needed to know what was going on, yet how would he ever tell me? He probably never would tell me.

All I could do was guess what was making him troubled. Does he fear the night? Or the day? Neither, I guessed. He never feared the night or day when I met him, until now that is.

Then, another question appeared into my head. When did he start acting paranoid? It was ever since we left the shelter area, yet that made no sense. We went back to the shelter area and yet, he still acts frightened.

I took another moment to think about when exactly he started acting strange and fearful. Moments later, it hit me. I knew exactly when it started.

It was ever since the tragic event happened, when I nearly got killed.

When the Alpha had me in his grip. That made more sense. He must fear the Alpha and even his pack coming after me, to kill me.

Could I be right? It was a possible answer. It was the only answer that I could come up with that made sense, which lead me to knowing that this was probably the answer to my question.

This possible answer didn't delight me at all. It made me feel some guilt inside of me.

I've been causing his fear. Me. He worries about me more than himself. He worries so much about me. My life.

And I've been causing him this pain.

How stupid of me to not even realize it.

He doesn't deserve to live in fear his whole life, especially after saving my life a lot of times.

I have to do something about this. I have to fix this pain that I gave him.

How could I help him? I questioned myself. I thought about it for a little, and soon came up with two ways that could help him.

I could run away and leave Dakota.

That way he'd never have to worry about me again. But of course, he'd probably chase after me.

However, I had a different option in mind, not the most pleasant decision for me.

I could run to the Alpha and let him kill me.

Dakota wouldn't be able to chase after me and worry about me if I did that.

Although, there are some drawbacks about this decision; it would leave Dakota heart broken and it would be painful for me.

I'd rather not choose this choice, yet I'd do it if I'd help Dakota out. Plus, the Alpha is after me most of all, right?

Whether he was or wasn't, it would be for the better. However, Dakota couldn't follow me if I did this. I wouldn't want Dakota to be killed by the Alpha.

I could tell Dakota to run as far away as he could, and tell the Alpha that Dakota died from getting attacked by a bear. That way, Dakota wouldn't have to worry about me anymore, and the Alpha wouldn't try to hunt Dakota down because he'd think that he was already dead.

Was I up for it? Not really, yet what choice did I have? I did owe Dakota a lot, and I'm sure this would be enough to pay him back.

However, I knew that if I did choose to do this option, I would have to be stubborn against Dakota. He'd probably try and stop me from doing this plan, yet I'd have to be stubborn about it.

Yet, the thought of leaving Dakota heart broken ached my insides though. I didn't like that part of this plan.

I'd have to be stubborn about that too.

I'd have to be firm about it, and not let my emotions stop me.

I would be a challenge for me.

I was so caught up in my thoughts that I almost ran into a tree along my walk. Luckily, I stopped myself just before hitting it. I shook my head and turned back around.

I was going to go back to the shelter area and tell Dakota about my plan, even though I knew he wouldn't like it.

Be firm and stubborn about it. I reminded myself. Don't let your emotions stop you.

With those last thoughts in mind, I let go of my other thoughts and started marching back towards the shelter area.

I stood tall on my way back, with my head higher than before, not letting the pain in my leg cause me to limp.