The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 901

Beryl's POV:

Arron and I generated the fastest sprint we could manage, but Ian followed closely behind us. If we pushed through our pursuance to escape from the camp with Ian trailing behind us, it wouldn't take long before the adults found us. We were being too conspicuous.

I made up my mind and turned to Ian. "We promise to take you with us, but you have to help us distract the adults first, and then meet us at the hillside where we often go."

Ian's visage brightened with the idea. He swung his big tail to show that he understood. Then he turned his head and ran to divert all attention to him while we escaped.

A commotion broke outside, and we took it as our cue to move. Almost everyone in the pack had seen Ian following Mommy around, so even if he suddenly showed up at this ungodly hour, they wouldn't do anything harmful towards him "Let's go."

I took Arron's hand and hauled him from his spot to run as fast as we could. Ian was buying us only enough time, so we had to hurry. Fortunately, our tent was close to the exit, and no one passed by. Our escape was smooth.

We rounded the corner and wound up at the back door of a large shopping mall just near the camp. A van would be expected to park here later, and when it did, we would sneak in. It would then transport us to our destination.

Arron handed the bread to me and complained to me as he did so. He did not forget to glare at me as I accepted the bread. "You're bad. You lied to Ian. When he finds out, he'll be very sad and won't like you anymore."

I lowered my head and crumpled the bread into a ball. I was annoyed. Did he think I didn't take that into account? But I didn't think Ian would hate me. He was always carefree and free-spirited. I knew him too well to know that when I came back, ten roast chicken drumsticks would be enough for him to forget that I didn't keep to my word.

"Don't be sad. You take things seriously even when it's being said as a side note. You know Ian's such a good wolf. He won't hate you." Arron comforted me as he seemed to think I took to heart what he just told me.

He amused me. I faced forward in an attempt to ignore him. I threw the bread into my mouth and chewed it, shrugging to drop the conversation. "It's okay. We can explain to him what happened when we come back."

"Alright." The relief that surfaced on his face was near corporeal as he beamed at my remark. He removed the water bottle hanging around his neck and opened the lid for me.