Outcast: The Alpha King's Beloved novel Chapter 48

Skylar's POV: 

Oh my God! Could this man be the mate assigned to me by Moon Goddess? Every werewolf looked forward to finding their mate once they were of age, and I was no exception.

I used to think that Moon Goddess had forgotten me.

I had not expected to meet my destined mate during a life-or -death situation.

I shifted back to my human form and gazed up at him.

The man was tall and handsome.

He was also extraordinarily skilled, which matched the fantasies and expectations I had for my mate.

However, he only wore a severe expression on his face.

"You are injured."

He carried me in his arms and hurried to retreat.

He moved at an incredibly fast pace.

"I'm taking you away from here."

"Thank you."

I pressed my head against his chest and calmed myself by listening to his steady heartbeat.

"What's your name?"

He merely pursed his lips and continued to run, ignoring my question.

I was a little disappointed by his lack of response.

I clutched his sleeve and said nothing.

He brought me to a river and stopped running after making sure that the vampires had stopped following us.

"We need to treat your wound so that it won't get infected."

He put me down and crouched by the water's edge.

"Wait!"

I grabbed his wrist and looked him in the eye.

"Sir, you haven't answered my question yet.My name is Skylar, and I'm from the Black Stone Pack.What about you? Can't you tell me your name?"

"Dylan,"he replied indifferently.

When he noticed the wound on my chest, he hesitated for a while.

Then, he unbuttoned my top and skillfully tended to the wound.

When he poured cold water over the wound, I couldn't help frowning.

My shirt had been pushed down my  shoulders, exposing my fair breasts to the air.

Although he didn't mean to disrespect me by looking at my breasts, I still felt so nervous that my heart started to beat wildly and my cheeks burned in embarrassment.

But Dylan was the most decent werewolf I had ever met.

As he tended to my injury, not once did he touch any part of my body that he shouldn't.

However, I felt so shy that I wanted to find a hole in the ground and bury myself there.

Finally, Dylan finished treating my wound.

He turned around and gruffly said, "Skylar, get dressed."

"Oh.Right.Okay."

I nodded but my reaction was a little slow.

After getting dressed, I walked up to him and noticed that his ears were red.

"So you are also shy,"I remarked in surprise.

"I thought that I was the only one."Dylan was silent for a while.

"Skylar, you talk too much."He glanced at me coolly.

"I'll escort you back to Marge Island."

"How did you know that I came from Marge Island? Do you know me? Hey, haven't you noticed anything about my smell?"

I grabbed his arm as I chattered on and on in excitement.

I wanted to check if he knew that we were mates designated by Moon Goddess.

He should have noticed my scent, but since he had not brought it up, I was feeling a little uneasy.

Dylan didn't respond and walked ahead alone.

Tears welled up and I rubbed my eyes in annoyance while pointing at my injured knee.

"Dylan, my knee got injured.I can't walk."

I had only torn the skin from my knee and I could still walk; but I wanted to see what he would do.

"You're so troublesome."

Dylan walked back to me and hefted me over his shoulder.

I felt indignant.

Shouldn't he be carrying me like a princess in this situation? Why was he carrying me on his shoulder? Had Moon Goddess assigned me to a dull mate? I shimmied a little on his shoulder so I could wrap my arms around his neck.

Dylan was surprised by my actions.

He tried to shrug my hands away, but I quickly explained, "I'm afraid you might drop me.I'll feel safer if I do this.If I fell to the ground and hurt myself even more, will you take responsibility?"

The corner of Dylan's mouth twitched.

I happily held onto his neck.

When we got to the hospital, I accompanied Skylar in the consultation room.

At that moment, Anthony's secret guard came up to him and asked, "Mr.Jones, since I have fulfilled my task, may I leave now?"

Anthony nodded in agreement.

Hearing this, Skylar suddenly got up from her seat.

"Dylan, you can't leave!"

She ran to him and hugged him.

Only then did I check out the werewolf.

He was clad in black and wearing a cap that covered half of his face.

I could not see his features clearly but he smelled familiar.

His name was Dylan.

And he was Anthony's secret guard.

I heard that he had saved Skylar's life.

Why was I getting a feeling that their relationship wasn't as simple as it seemed? "Skylar, my task was to escort you back to Marge Island.Now that that is done, I should go,"

Dylan patiently explained.

"Let go of me."

"I won't!"

Skylar clung to him.

"You can't leave! If you leave, I will become very sad, and my wound will take forever to heal.You need to stay until I recover."

After keeping silent for a while, Dylan finally raised his head.

When I saw his face, I was shocked.

He was my older brother who I had lost contact with for many years.

I still clearly remembered what my brother looked like.

Although the man before me was mature compared to the youthful face in my memories, I was sure that it was him.

No wonder he smelled familiar.

There was no mistaking his true identity.

He was my older brother! "Jerome!"

I couldn't help exclaiming.

"It's me, Jennifer! Your younger sister!"