Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 161 Survival in the Sea

Caden’s POV:

The wound on my arm was throbbing faintly.

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I sustained this wound while protecting Rosaline from Annie’s attack a few days ago. Scabs had formed since then, and my arm seemed to be healing well.

However, when the wound was soaked in seawater, it reopened.

Edward let out a growl as if he could relate to my wound. I gave him reassurance, making sure that Rosaline would never find out about this.

At this moment, I was Rosaline’s pillar of strength. I was someone she could lean on. I could not show any signs of weakness.

I didn’t want her to worry about me.

Guided by Edward, we swam forward while Rosaline lay on Edward’s back.

However, the waves began to get violent. We were tossed up and down, which stalled our progress as we could barely move forward.

Rosaline looked at the distant island in front of us and blurted out worriedly, “Caden, it seems like we are not getting any closer to that island….

I noticed that too.

There was a headwind buffeting us.

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Although we tried with all of our strength, the waves were pushing us away from the island.

Edward was on the brink of exhaustion as well. I volunteered to take the lead and allowed him to rest for a while.

Rosaline jumped into the water to make things easier for us. She came and held onto me as she saw me transforming back into my human form.

“How about I turn into a wolf and you take a break?” she suggested.

not move for now and conserve our energy. When

in agreement. “It seems like we

swimming and held each other

try to

than our wolf forms. We could

waves.

surge and crash all around us, accompanied by the howling wind. I

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comforted her, “Rosie, don’t be afraid. Just hold

with you around,” Rosaline said as she held onto me.

drifting further and further away with the

time, but the waves finally began to calm down.

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backpack and handed it

water and then handed me the bottle.

bottle back in my

“Aren’t you going to drink?”

my head,

ocean, fresh water was

to make it to the island, there might not be any fresh

was why the few bottles of mineral water I had were especially precious

have them as much

was thinking. She gently

high up in the sky illuminated

continued to ripple and break. It was a beautiful harmony of

would be so romantic–a swim in

now,” I looked into the distance and announced, interrupting

the island from where we were now. It would be bad if we didn’t hurry over before another storm struck us.

Time is of the essence,” after some rest and water, Rosaline was feeling

around, she accidentally bumped into my injured

but let out a

my discomfort

my arm continued to assault me in pangs. I