The Lycan King's Fate Calling

Beryl's POV:

Once the night activity ended, the teacher accompanied me and Arron back to our exclusive tent.

Thick blankets were waiting for us in the tent, and even the prepped bed was soft-just how we liked it. Our favorite dolls were also lying on the bed. It felt as though Mommy had just been here and arranged all of this for us.

I flopped myself on the bed and raked the dolls with my arms as I rolled around. My blood rushed against my veins as excitement shot through me. I began to hope that tomorrow would arrive sooner than any logic could beat.

"Beryl, apply the mosquito repellent." Arron climbed onto the bed with a green bottle in his hand.

I sat up straight and rolled up the legs of my trousers. There were indeed mosquito bites on the exposed parts of my ankle. Perhaps I was too preoccupied that I hadn't really paid attention to other things while we were out on the camp.

I dug my nail on the bites to form a cross out of it and giggled at my handiwork. Arron gently slapped my hand away and applied the ointment on the area. The night was cold outside this tent, but the minty ointment was colder and it made me shiver.

Neither Arron nor I had expected the exaggeration of my reaction. It amused him. I could make out how he was thinking that I was really out of it.

I gave him a cheeky smile and a pinch on his face. I was just elated. I loved my mommy and my brother, and no one could change it.

to the last bite mark on my ankle. I waited for him to finish washing his hands so we could brush our teeth together. We tidied ourselves and went

dawn on the third day, right when everybody else was having a good night's rest, I woke Arron up to help me start packing up. After making sure everything was ready, we covered ourselves with thick coats, a scarf, and a baseball

to put the candies in the bag and tie our shoelaces tightly. We wouldn't be risking to blow this plan if we easily fell down with our

when we were ready to go out, some noise came from outside the tent. I signaled Arron to keep silent. Whoever was outside, they

in.

It was lan!

me, "Did you ask

down and sat straight. He squeezed his wolf head on the nook

to go with us." Arron voiced

figure. He was too big, and if we

can't go with us,"

he didn't understand a thing I was saying. Every time he wanted to do otherwise, he would pretend like

head between my hands. "Just stay in the pack and wait for us to come back. I will bring you something delicious

on the ground, as if he wouldn't let

his nose with my finger, and said, "Two

head away. I bet my offer was tempting him, but I knew he wouldn't