The Lycan King’s Rejected Soulmate by Fire Sprout

Chapter 10
Avery
I kept putting each of my paws ahead of the other. I did not pause for a second.
My nerves and muscles were crying out in agony but I didn’t stop. I don’t really know the direction I was going, all I knew was that I was going away from the paths that led to the Silver Crescent Pack.
I was tired and hungry. I stopped briefly to hunt small animals before setting off again.
I was sorry for inconveniencing my pups but there was nothing I could do. As a pregnant shewolf, I should be well fed and free of stress but here I am, running for my life and survival.
‘Don’t worry pups, I will give you the best life I can give!’ I promised.
My consciousness was getting woozy from running nonstop and Silver was weak too.
I was relying on my instinct to keep.my body in motion.
I reached an area with towering trees that shone with an healthy green color before my consciousness blacked out.
I didn’t know where I was. All I cared about right now was getting a rest. My body and mind were pushed to their extremes at the lack of proper
rest
When I came to, the pleasant smell of incense flowed gently into my nostrils.
I opened my eyes to see I was in an exquisitely decorated hut. Murals were drawn on the walks and ceiling with plant dyes.
The bright paintings on the walls and ceiling harmonized with the hut’s overall decorations.
It was beautiful.
I sat up and looked around. When I saw my bag was still with me, I heaved a sigh of relief.
It seemed whoever saved me didn’t extend their reaches into my luggage.
The door of the hut opened and a middle aged woman came in with a genial smile on her face.
She was dressed in beautiful furs made from hairy animals. The getup was both comfortable and fashionable.
A necklace made from claws adorned her neck and her black hair was packed into a normal bun.
My vigilance rose as the new comer came in.
I don’t know of it was my original werewolf instincts or because of my pregnancy but I was wary of the stranger.
“Who are you?” I asked as I brought my bag closer to my side. I was ready to bolt away anytime.

“I am this tribe’s shaman and chief. My name is Nara.” The woman said, “What’s your name?”
“Avery.” I didn’t want to say my name but I did it after a second thought.
This person did not leave me where I collapsed unconscious and she saved me instead. Wild animals might have taken my tiredness as an opportunity to make me their prey.
Although, I would not like to give my name to strangers, I had to do this.
If I do otherwise, my act would make me seem like an ungrateful person.
At least, my defensive position should have said a lot about my vigilance and wariness to Nara.
Nara sat down at the edge of the bed that I was laying.
I shifted a bit.
Even if Nara noticed my action, she didn’t show it. Her smile was still on
her face.
“Where did you come from? Where is your home?” Nara asked and I froze up.
I wasn’t the type to explain my background story to a stranger even if the stranger in question saved me.
I don’t know where I was and I don’t know if this woman was affiliated with alpha Bryan or his friends.
I owed it to both my wolf and pups to be extra cautious.
Connections between people can be a crazy thing and I wasn’t willing to test out my luck.
“We here at the Bosun Tribe have heard of people who could turn to wolves if they will it. The whispers of them being seen in the forest are
rampant.” Nara said as she observed my reaction.
My wariness peaked instantly. Subconsciously, I wrapped my free hand around my stomach protectively.
I have heard stories of people who despises werewolves and this woman might be one of them.
She had certainly seen me shift from my wolf form to my human form.
Extreme stories of people and their hate for werewolves had been one of the gossips Silver Crescent Pack members talk about.
“I and my people saw you turn from a wolf into a human.” Nara commented when she saw that I was silent.
I straightened out, “Yes, I am a werewolf.”
I admitted to her suspicions because there was no way for me to weasel my way out of it.
If I could mislead Nara, I would but right now, there was no way out. They had seen me shift with their own eyes, it won’t be easy to convince them to believe otherwise.
One of my reasons for admitting it is that I hoped the fact that I was a werewolf might instill fear in Nara. Even if I was an omega, I was still a werewolf.
Nara gave a blinding smile at my admission.
She grabbed my clenched hands.
I tried to drag my hands away from her but her grip was surprisingly strong. I gave up on resisting.
If she makes any moves with ulterior motives, I was ready to change my fingers into claws.
“We don’t hate the wolves because they are the epitome of the supernatural. Their powers astounds us so you don’t have to feel defensive at all.” Nara said softly.
I was still sceptical about her and her tribe but my wariness had reduced a little at her warm smile.
“Let me show you the specialties of my tribe.” Nara said before she helped me up. She led me out of the beautiful hut.
Round and square huts made with clay and another unrecognizable material spotted the area.
Black smoke drifted out of the tops of ten huts.
The black smoke had hints of a delectable aroma.
In the tribe, children were playing around without any worries of the world coating their features and the women were drying out animal skins to make leather.
I did not see men around except for the few old men I saw sitting at the front of their home as they enjoyed the scenery.
The tribe was beautiful and calming.
My anxious heart finally had a bit of rest. Seeing these very mundane way of living, I felt envious.
This is the kind of atmosphere I would live my children to grow up in. They won’t be criticized for having a mother plagued with gossips and rumors. They wouldn’t be subject to bullying and gossips.
I want my pups to be free of all these negative influences I grew up with.