My Mate Sent Me To Prison I Return As His Nightmare novel Chapter 34

I was sulking the next days because Wyatt has been staying at the palace for some time.

I was sitting in the common area, my back against the pool table as I read a book but let's face it, I couldn't even concentrate. I needed to do something, anything else. 

"Hey," I jumped from the floor when I spotted Azriel passing by. 

"What?" he gruffed. 

"Where to?" I asked, ignoring his rude tone. 

"Excuse me?" he raised an eyebrow at my overly excited voice. 

"I thought we were friends so..." I trailed and he smirked at me, crossing his arms against his chest,

"We are not friends, and you need to get yourself some,"

"I thought we were!" 

"Just because I told you some details about my life doesn't make you my friend," he said coldly and I was taken back. I was quick to assume. 

"Okay, then," I said quietly, facing the floor. 

"I'm going to the border wall, there was a severe attack the last two days and I'm going to check on the situation, to see if it can get us some leads," he explained, going to his jeep. I looked at him with puppy dog eyes, hoping he'll ask me to join him. 

"Your mate doesn't want you near the border, he'll kill me when he finds out I took you outside the pack," he said. 

"Pretty, please," 

"Adira, no," 

"Wyatt will be at the palace for days and will be too busy to even notice," I said and his eyes flashed as if thinking. 

"Oh, the Alpha's seminar, yeh," he muttered. 

"Fine, get in but stay close to me and you are not allowed to wander no matter what. The time is crucial and if our largest border was attacked, it can only mean the dark wolves are getting closer," he said and I rushed to go to the passenger seat. I buckled my seatbelt. I was happy to go somewhere.

I was getting bored as we have been on the tarmac for an hour now. I connected my phone to his radio and played music. Azriel turned it off. 

"What happened here?" Azriel asked in an authoritarian tone. The general opened his eyes wider and asked us to follow him. 

We went to a large tent but one guard blocked my path. 

"You can't go in there," he said like a robot, not even looking at me. 

"Why?" 

"Only high-ranking members are allowed in," he said and I nodded, trying to peak inside but he wouldn't let me. I could hear voices coming from there and Azriel came back. 

"Come in," he said, taking his hand. He retracted his immediately as though I burnt him and I furrowed my eyebrows. I entered the tent and indeed, men were sitting around a black oak table, studying different maps. They all looked at me when I walked closer and I saw the confusion on their face. 

"Apologies gents, I picked up a friend of mine on my way here," Azriel said. 

"No women are allowed in camps," a brooding general sneered. I stared at each one of them, they all looked indifferent. 

"Why aren't women allowed to be in camps?" I asked in a relatively stable tone.