The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate by Fire Sprout

Chapter 16

Avery

“Avery! Don’t think I would just sit here and wait for you to kill me!” Nara screamed and I growled in

return.

Her voice was disturbing me.

She had already seen my intent to kill her so she started making empty threats.

I did not want to waste too much words on a person that would die soon.

I shifted into my wolf and I lunged at her.

A dagger appeared in her hands but I dodged her swipe. I already anticipated that an evil person like

Nara would not accept her death without a fight.

After dodging her strike, I resumed my aim at her throat.

The satisfying crunch of her neck breaking resounded through the silent tribe.

I shifted back onto my human form and surveyed my work.

Dead bodies with dismembered limbs was strewn across the floor the ritual was held in. The moon hid

behind the clouds and darkness covered the land.

I went back into Nara’s hut to use her bathroom.

The excitement of getting my revenge had worn off and now, all I want to do is wash the sticky blood off

my body.

After my bath, I laid on the bed to relax.

Although power still strummed through my body, me ntal exhaustion is not something that would return

to normal in a way physical exhaustion do.

I felt better after taking my revenge but now, my priority is finding a settlement to stay for me and my

kids.

I want a place that was relatively safe and peaceful.

I would introduce my children to their werewolf heritage but I planned

to

stay in a place humans and werewolves interact with.

Although I was going to be joining the omega warriors, I won’t be able to stay there forever.

Before the war we are going to fight against the evil g od Daemon, I would explore the world.

Even with my supernatural strength, my pregnancy is still taking its toll on me so I didn’t know when I

fell asleep.

The next morning, I woke up refreshed and I shifted into my wolf. I held the bag containing my stuffs in

my jaws before I set out.

I forgot to ask Nara or one of the Bosun tribespeople for where this place is. I would not have trusted

their answer anyway, it would have been too easy for them to use that information to hurt me.

I did not know which direction to go, I headed in a straight line after I exited from the Bosun Tribe.

I resumed my trek through the jungle again.

During my life and death escape, I did not have the time and opportunity to appreciate the forest. Now,

I can observe the wonders of nature as much as I want without any enemies on my tail.

The scenery began to change.

The medium sized trees gave way to larger sized ones.

As I passed a tree, I sensed something.

I did not have the time to evealute what I sensed before I began to feel dizzy. I fell onto the floor with a

heavy thud.

The impact increased my dizziness. I let put a pained groan.

Subconsciously, I morphed into my wolf because in this form, I could protect myself and my pups

better.

It seemed like I had tre spa ssed on a werewolf’s territory

I wasn’t knocked out but I felt weak. It felt like I was poisoned with Silverbane flowers all over again.

Why am I so unlucky?

My upright ears picked up footsteps approaching me.

I adjusted my position so my belly was facing the ground. I would not want my pups to get injured

because of a little mistake.

“Wow! We caught a big fish this time around.” A thick voice sounded.

I tried to listen well.

More information means I would be able to get myself out of this awful situation I found myself in.

It is better for me to know my situation and my enemy better.

“Yes, she is a werewolf. Those patrons like shewolves better. Their human counterparts are not that

popular.” A saccharin voice replied.

I started to have a bad feeling about this.

This people were talking about patrons and that word can only be used when a big boss is buying

something or when a big boss is indulging in a service.

All my deductions doesn’t sound good to me.

I was going from one problem to another.

I felt hands carry me roughly.

The people carrying me did not care if I was injured or not.

I tried to think of countermeasures but I came up blank. Without knowing all the things there is to know

about my predicament, I would not be able to come up with an effective solution.

I could sense that the people that found me were werewolves too.

I was confident that I can escape.

I might be an omega but my physique had already been enhanced by the pill the moon goddess gave

me.

I would be able to put up a fight when it is needed.

The worrying thing is that I don’t know what I fell victim to.

The poison was like the one from Silverbane flowers and its properties were similar to the ones

wolfsbane has.

The poison is a fatal weakness to a werewolf.

I don’t know why they had it.

I don’t know if they would use this poison to keep me imprisoned.

After encountering Nara and her tribespeople, my trust in people’s character had dropped drastically.

Strangers were a type of danger.

My eyes could nor see anything. All I can sight are blurs with no distinctive features.

The people carrying me dropped me on the ground without a hint of gentility.

I slammed into the floor. I am sure bruises was going to form.

If I wasn’t weakened by the substance that put me in this state, this level of impact would have been

nothing but a mosquito bite.

In my weakened state, the impact of my body hitting the floor was like a furious alpha had rammed into

me.

I shifted back into my human form.

Air was knocked out of my lungs and I curled into a fetal position.

Another person came into the room I was dropped.

The person held my arm before they clamped a type of armband onto my wrist.

The lethargy I was feeling multiplied and I tried to rip the armband off. It was compounding the

weakness I was feeling.

The person stepped on my hand and waves of agony shot up my arm. “Stop.” I groaned as I tried to

cradle my hand.

A boisterous laughter came from the person as they increased the strength they are using to tra mple

my hand.

My hair was hiding my face.

No matter how I moved, I did not let my hair move away from my face.

I did not want them to see my face because it would cause consequences.

I knew I was beautiful and this people were hostile. I don’t know their purpose yet but their motives

can’t be pure.

My beauty would just cause them to direct unnecessary attention to me.

I knew my beautiful face can induce a man’s lust.

The people carrying me had mentioned patrons and that word didn’t sit well with me.

It reminded me of alpha Jake and his evil intentions.

Even if it wasn’t in my captors’s mind to do it before, they might be forced to sell me to the person that

benefits them if they see my face. I can’t be too careful enough.

I still had a long way to go before I could reach the location of the omega warriors but here I was,

waiting for my captors to decide my fate.

I shook my head.

I must find a way out.

I checked the information the moon goddess inscribed in the pill. She

left the trail I had to follow to reach the omega warriors’ camp and she said I could call for her when I

was in a life and death situation.

My situation had not reached the point where i would call it a life and death tribulation so I put off calling

for the moon goddess for now.

I did not move again. I did not even let out a whimper of pain. The person bullying me must have felt

like I killed their fun because the person left.

The grating sound of a metal door closing reverberated through the dark room I was in.

My mind could not help straying to the stranger I spent a night with.

In this kind of hopeless situation I was in, I wanted to find a bit of joy to climb on to.

The darkness I was in accompanied by the pain I was feeling kept pushing me to the brink of

something unknown.

I did not try to talk to Silver, she had already been weakened thrice so I allowed her to rest.

To escape from our predicament, we have to rely on each other.

I indulged in the fantasy of being by the side of the father of my pups as his mate.

I don’t know why I kept imagining myself by the side of the stranger that impregnated me. It is not like

he is my second chance mate.

Because of my rejection I disliked the thoughts of mates. I would rather choose my lifelong partner

myself after he passes screening instead of hoping my second chance mate won’t reject me.

I know myself. I am pretty but the men I encounter might think I would be perfect for the position of a

mistress or an unknown breeding machine because I lack the upbringing a Luna to be has.