And I’d try to pin down the jerk who had abandoned her. Unless he was dead, I wouldn’t rest until he was found and punished accordingly.
Just then, Beryl groaned in my mother’s arms, pulling me back to my senses.
Beryl slowly opened her eyes and looked at us in a daze.
My mother gently patted her back and said softly, “Beryl, are you hurt?”
Beryl rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked, “What am I doing here, Grandma? I feel like I have been asleep for a very long time.”
“Yes, Beryl, you have slept for a long time. Your dad and I thought you were sick and wanted to take you to the doctor,” my mother explained somewhat honestly.
Beryl nodded, but she didn’t fully grasp what my mother was saying. She didn’t say anything more and simply rested her head on my mother’s shoulder, seeming completely tuckered out.
I rubbed the little girl’s head dotingly. “Are you hungry? I’ll have someone prepare you some food.”
“Yes, I’m starving! Can I have noodles, Daddy?” Beryl yawned as she spoke.
I promptly went downstairs and asked someone to prepare some food, specifically asking that it be served in a bowl painted with rabbits for Beryl.
Beryl liked rabbits very much. She not only liked rabbits on her clothes, but also wanted rabbits on her shower gel packaging, her bowls and plates and everything else.
I was wondering if I should let her have a real pet rabbit, but I gave up on the idea when I saw online that a child’s finger was bitten in an attempt to feed a rabbit.
Perhaps a stuffed toy rabbit would be best.
After I arranged everything, I went back to the living room, where my mother was chatting with Beryl. Beryl had recovered and was fully awake now. She giggled when my mother tickled her. She was so cute.
I sat aside, sipping coffee while waiting for the food. Suddenly, something occurred to Beryl. She tugged at my mother’s sleeve and asked, “Grandma, didn’t that masked lady come to talk to you last night? Why isn’t she here today-“
Before she could finish speaking, my mother quickly covered her mouth with her hands. Then she picked the girl up and carried her out to the dining room. While walking, she said loudly, “Beryl, you’re hungry, right? Grandma will take you to the kitchen to see if the noodles are ready.”
My eyebrows shot up but I didn’t bother to question my mother further. After finishing my cup of coffee, I followed them to the dining room.
My mother was feeding Beryl the noodles. I sat opposite them and began to slice the steak.
While feeding Beryl, my mother pretended to ask casually, “Who did you send to the border pack to investigate this time?”
I slowly chewed the steak in my mouth and swallowed it before answering. “Blair.”
“I see.” Her calm expression made me feel a bit strange.
Knowing my mother, she would’ve kept asking me more questions. However, her reaction just now almost seemed… Relieved.
I narrowed my eyes at her. Was Blair on their side as well?
Crystal’s POV
After sending Flora away, it suddenly occurred to me that I have another old friend in the imperial capital.
I quickly changed clothes and walked to the edge of the forbidden forest, toting a small, wooden whistle. Arron had planned to go with me, but in the end, he decided against it because he didn’t want to go out with his new hairstyle. He was so upset that he even pouted whilst eating.
Amused, I had no choice but to promise him I’d make him a woolen hat later.
Winter was coming anyway. Arron liked colorful woolen hats, and it’d be so cute if there was a pom – pom on top.
While thinking about the hat’s design, I walked deeper into the forest. I nervously took a deep breath. Five years had passed and I wasn’t sure if Rin was still here, let alone if she still remembered me.
I decided to try my luck and blew the whistle in my hand, looking into the forest expectantly. To my disappointment, the grey figure I was looking forward to seeing did not appear.
Had Rin left the forbidden forest? But she had nowhere else to go… Wild wolves moved in packs.
Because migration was risky, they wouldn’t move to another place unless something happened to their home. The wild wolves had put down their roots in the forbidden forest several hundred years ago, and I doubted they’d be willing to migrate. And Rin was their leader. It was impossible for her to leave her pack behind. So what could’ve happened to her?
I dare not to think about the worst. Rin was in her prime, so it was likely she was still alive.
I didn’t give up. I walked in deeper and blew the whistle again. The birds on the tree flapped their wings, but otherwise, the forest was quiet.
I blew several more times, but there was no response.
Disappointment engulfed my heart. It seemed that Rin had really left. Time really changes everything.
I sniffed, turned around, and was about to leave when I suddenly heard a faint rustling sound behind me.
I turned around in surprise and thought it was Rin, but there was nothing there.
Was I imagining things?
I pursed my lips and looked around. The forest had gone quiet again, other than the rustling leaves in the wind.
“Maybe she’s really gone,” my wolf Yana said. “You think so too? I was hoping I’d see Rin again to tell her about her son Ian,” I sighed dejectedly. “Maybe she’s in the depths of the forbidden forest. This place is huge. It’s impossible for the wild wolves to stay in only one place,” Yana mused.
“That makes sense, but we can’t go any deeper now. We don’t have the right equipment.”
I was a mother now. I couldn’t afford to risk my life for anything.
If Rin wasn’t here, I could only try my luck next time. Just as I was about to leave, I suddenly sensed some movement in the brush. I sniffed hard and keenly picked up on a scent, although it was faint.
I followed the smell and caught a glimpse of a gray shadow flashing by.
“Rin!” I cried out happily and ran towards that direction, but there was nothing but barren grass.
Was I imagining things again? But my nose wouldn’t lie. The scent was real.
After thinking for a while, it dawned on me. I raised my voice and said, “It seems Rin’s really not here. Okay, guess I’ll get going.”
Then I turned around and pretended to leave. However, I heard a rustle behind me. This time, it was even louder, as if something was kicking the grassheavily.
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