The Mate He Hates

da's

grumbled wearily and rested against a tree. She look

t mountain." I pointed to a mo

"I told you to come alone. Why must I join you?"

when our feet halted for what we saw. Standing before the river was a young man who should be in his Early twenties. His back was turned against us

tabbed chest. "Let's leave this place." Elisa held my hand as she tried to pull me

d she frowned. "Are you insane? Do you even know what you are sa

t's go." She snapped at me, but her words were brushed aside

is breath was seizing. "Are you okay?" I asked in panic, and as if he heard my voice, he slowly opene

ked with concern, con

se open your eyes." I pleaded as fear gripped my entire being. "Let's go," Elisa yelled from where she stood, but I ig

the woods that helped sustain an injured person. According to her, if the leaves are squeezed, and the substance from it

ead. Quickly, I began searching around for it, and luckily, as the goddess would have it, I foun

the wound. "Ahhh..." the injured stranger grunted in pain while I gulped and kept pouring more of the substance into the wound. With

me. I didn't know who this stranger was, but somehow, I felt an uncomforta

heart to pound. "No, I will help you. I won't let you die! Do you hear me? You wo

l be back. I have to go call someone..." I didn't all

nd my whole body shook with fear. Despite not knowing him, I was just so sc

ened, revealing Sir Timothy, the pack's

elp." I pleaded in fear, and he raised a brow at me. "Someone i

want to tell him that the young man tried taking his life. "Pl

Sir Timothy c

n running back to the woods, and Sir

we had companies. Three well-built men were with Elisa. One carried t

e of the men asked, and

lisa, but Sir Timothy held me back. "These men are warr

me your name." The man asked E

is Elisa." Elisa

stopped his bleeding." He said, and my heart leaped with joy. "You wil

of me, and I ran to Elisa. "Are you okay

and immediately called the stranger "young master," Elisa expla

they are lying and want him dead?" I muttere

lking away, while I didn't move an inch as I stared at the stain of his blood on the

ked out of the woods while Elisa kept complaining about my decision to help the stranger to sir Timothy. She

but I didn't care. My mind was still on the injured stranger; I wondered

in the sitting room knitting. When she noticed us walking in,

asked, and Elisa approached her. "The

o to the woods, right?" She asked in anger, approaching me. Before I

will you do if a rogue shows up? How can you two defend yourselves when you don't have your wolf yet?" She

aving a stranger who tried killing himself,

ock. "Yes, Mother, see her dress;

d in a deep breath to hold down her anger. "You are grounde