Chapter 60: Chapter 60

My hand clenched the spoon tightly, and I felt my body grow tense, but still, I replied, "Yes." After all, Rex could send his men to pick me up if I didn't respond to him. Besides, if it comes to the worst, Rex might be the one to pick me up directly. I can't stop him anyway.

Suddenly, the thought of pure energy came to my mind. After the training spar with the rogues, I wondered if my energy had awakened again.

But on taking a look, I discovered that nothing had changed—my energy is still lying docile as if it never existed, and I can't help thinking that it makes sense.

I had expended a lot of energy to kick that dark energy out of my system before falling into slumber, and that energy must be refilled before I can awaken it.

Although I wanted to slow down and drag Rex along, my actions were faster than my thoughts.

Upon leaving for the forest, I didn't bother dressing up; instead, I left the hostel in the black pajamas I found myself wearing when I woke up.

Rex's back was turned at the forest entry when I entered the forest.

As soon as I stepped into the forest, Rex sped toward me and hugged me tightly—his body was taut and tense as if he were afraid of me ignoring him.

I stood still, my hands fell neatly next to my body, and I refused to hug Rex in return.

Rex sighed worriedly and separated from me two minutes later, his expression looking different and tuning more toward the pleased side.

Rex's big hands picked up my small hands before caressing them gently.

"You bandaged your wound." He asserted calmly; his face was calm, with a trace of relief and concern written on it.

Lying on the floor next to Rex was an expensive-looking first aid box, and it made my anger tune down.

"Arya did," I replied coldly, refusing to stare at him.

Rex hugged me once more. He lowered his head and continued to sniff my scent. "Sorry, I was harsh on you, Filippa. I felt displeased when I saw the hickeys, babe." Rex coaxed me in a soft, pitiful, and cute tone that made my anger dissipate without leaving a trace.

I pretended to be annoyed and separated from Rex immediately. Immediately, I threw a punch at his chest before stomping on his right leg angrily to let out my grievances. "Rex, you jerk. You scared me!" I yelled and glared at him in displeasure, my chest heaving heavily.

Rex nodded hurriedly and patted my head. "Yes, Rex is a jerk. So punch and kick this jerk to let out your grievances." He coaxed while pretending not to beam. He already realized that I wasn't annoyed with him.

Hmph! Does he think I will be coaxed by his words and won't kick and punch him? In his dream! Immediately, I raised my leg to kick him three times.

Rex smiled sheepishly and hugged me again, his head lowering to sniff my scent.

"The cruel practice was helpful; you were able to take 20 rogues yourself. The truth is, I wasn't angry at you. I just used the chance to sharpen you; you were angry, and it came naturally. You have the instinct and foundation skills; all we just need to do is find the right way to sharpen them." Rex explained. His expression was calm and serious, which revealed how serious he was.

I nodded, immediately agreeing with him. I was annoyed at Oswald at that moment. Multiple times when I was about to give up, I had to picture the rogues as my unworthy mate, and it was enough to stir up my adrenaline and anger. "Thank you, Rex." I appreciated him, all my grievances diffusing without a trace.

"That person, he's not ready to come out?" Rex suddenly separated from me and asked. I knew he was asking if Oswald was ready to admit to being the man in the picture.

My heart was filled with coldness and annoyance upon recalling that jerk. I clenched my fist to calm my rage before shaking my head twice. "No," I replied truthfully.

"That jerk!" Rex scowled unhappily, his fist clenching.

Rex's face hardened, and I understood that this type of Rex might leave to find Oswald. I wonder if my Rex will be able to beat that senseless jerk up.

Oswald is really a jerk, and he needed a fierce beating to reset his thinking, but I quickly shook my head to stop the flowing thoughts—I shouldn't be thinking that way.

I hugged Rex, and his body relaxed immediately. "It's fine. I won't stay here for long anyway. Let him be." I tried to comfort Rex, and he nodded after a few seconds of hesitation.

Immediately, Rex spoke up, "Do you need me to..."

I shook my head immediately. Although I felt excited that someone, apart from that mischievous Asher, finally showed concern, I was still rational.

"No, you're the vampire lord. Your getting involved will cause more trouble." Rex's involvement might even lead to a tribal war. The Power Axis members might even think I'm a spy sent to the Power Axis pack by the vampires.

"Hm." Rex nodded in agreement, understanding what I meant. He touched my cheeks and asked softly, switching the topic. "Do you want to rest tonight…"

"No. Let's continue." I interrupted and clenched my fist decisively.

"Okay."

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Rex seemed to have planned a fighting workout after the spar with the rogue, and after training me with the plan for an hour, he made me fight four rogues with the fighting method.

Within 10 minutes, I beat up the rogues without even breaking a sweat. I didn't realize that it was so easy to beat rogues up, and it made me feel proud of myself.

Happily, I kicked a stone pebble while I made my way toward the hostel.

I could feel the trace of the energy in my body again, and I had the idea that it wouldn't take long before I grew stronger. I believe in Rex's powerful training. My eyes narrowed and my fist clenched. Red Flame Pack... I paused.

"Wyatt?" My eyes parted slightly upon seeing Wyatt making his way. I mean, storming toward me. I blinked in confusion. What's he doing here?

Before I could say a thing, Wyatt stopped in front of me.

Unexpectedly, he grabbed my waist and pulled me toward him.

Before I could process, Wyatt's face lowered, and he pressed his lips to mine immediately.

My eyes widened, and my lips parted in a shocked gasp. "Wya…"

Before I could complete my words, Wyatt shoved his tongue directly into my mouth, putting an end to my words.

It was as if Wyatt was a thirsty man who had just come across water after a long time. He completely swept my mouth clean and sucked my tongue.

My legs and body softened immediately, and I felt my brain turn into mush, but luckily his strong hold provided me with the support I needed.

Wyatt's kiss was domineering but miles different from Oswald's.

Although Wyatt wasn't my mate, I felt what seemed like tingles spread through me, and I couldn't even tell which kiss I loved the most between my mate and my crush.

Although I had many questions and wanted to part ways with Wyatt in a bid to ask them, Wyatt didn't let me go.

"Mmm." I moaned in Wyatt's mouth while clenching his shirt for support. It was when I was running out of breath that Wyatt let me go.

Upon separating from Wyatt, my lips parted, and my chest rose and fell heavily as I tried to catch my breath.

Wyatt's eyes stared directly into mine, and it was at that second that I discovered that his black eyes had darkened a lot, and it made my heart skip a beat.

This. I could see his desire for me. I thought Wyatt would show a bit of contempt for me, but... wait!

Is today a kissing day? Why have I been kissed senselessly today? Why did Wyatt kiss me? Did Wyatt lie earlier and instead feel something for me? My lips parted slightly.

"So here's the reason you suddenly ended the serious discussion I was having with you? Oh, my poor, single, frail heart! Why did I have such friends? Beta Wyatt, do you know you're such a heartless jerk?" Asher suddenly cried out while clutching his heart with a teary look and a feigned pitiful and sad expression on his face.

Asher could really have played off that pitiful look, except that a mischievous smile was currently on his face.

Asher suddenly turned to me and winked at me with a cunning look. "Nevertheless, my offer is in. Just a one-year-nightstand." He revealed this while donning a flirty look.

My lips parted in disbelief. Is Asher crazy? What's even a one-year stand? Does that even exist? Also, who would even sign such a nonsensical contract?

But…

On another note, if this offer were thrown to Asher's fangirls, such as Eve, even if it's a lifetime stand, she'd happily jump in.

I scowled at Asher with feigned disdain, and he cheerfully winked at me in return. Such a nonsensical playboy!

Before I could blink, Wyatt sped away and directly left in the direction he came from, not saying anything to me, which left me puzzled.

What does the kiss mean? Is Wyatt angry at me or not? I tried to deduce things, but I only felt helpless and confused! However, I had the inkling that he wasn't as annoyed as I thought, and it made me happy.

Perhaps he was annoyed with me at that minute, so he replied to me with such an answer.

Suddenly, Asher took a step forward, and his eyes were fixated on me in curiosity. "Who's better between your new teacher and me?" Rex inquired.

I realized that he was asking about who was better at teaching between Rex and him.

"Obviously Rex." I scowled at him and lied with feigned displeasure written on my face. Although I knew Asher and Rex were good and they both had their points, I don't even know who's the best. I only knew they were good at teaching. However, I had no intention to admit it.

Asher's brown eyes darkened in anger, and he squinted unhappily, which made my heart skip a beat. "Good." Asher spat coldly and left in the direction that Wyatt left.

What had just happened? I tilted my neck in confusion by everything that just happened this midnight and touched my lips, which felt swollen but still carried Wyatt's sandalwood scent.

Curiosity and confusion gnawed at me deeply, and I only had a solution to think of: call Wyatt and ask for an answer as soon as I arrived at the hostel.

Thinking like that, I increased my pace, and within a minute or two, I opened the door to the hostel.

As soon as I entered, Arya's hand grabbed mine and led me to a couch with excitement in her eyes. She shoved her phone into my hand eagerly, and I could see that she was logged onto the forum. "Guess what, Maia? My brother had finally come out as the mysterious man in the afternoon. Although he had delayed, I still felt happy that he had clarified before the school began." Arya conveyed to me cheerfully.

My eyes widened in shock, and I stared down at the phone in disbelief. "You're kidding, right? Wyatt didn't…"

Arya beamed joyfully and sat next to me immediately. "Read the post," Arya said, tapping on Wyatt's page.

Immediately, the picture of Wyatt kissing me a few minutes ago appeared in my view. 'I'm sorry, it's late, Maia.' Wyatt had posted.

Although Wyatt hadn't said anything fancy, anyone who saw this post will understand one thing: Wyatt was the mysterious man in the picture.

Hot tears pooled in my eyes, and I felt my heart clenched tightly. Why? Just what sort of luck do I have to come across Wyatt? Not only did he save my life, but he's also the reason I'm currently having a good life. Now he'll even sacrifice himself for me! Why is he so wonderful?

"Aww, babe. My brother surprised you, didn't he?" Arya asked, and I could see that she was clueless about the relationship between Wyatt and me.

However, since Wyatt told her nothing, that meant he didn't want her to know. I sniffed and wiped the tears that managed to slip past my eyes. "Yes. He's awesome." I responded, and Arya beamed happily, admitting my words.

Suddenly, Arya turned to me, and she squinted, an indecipherable glint flashing past her eyes. "So… My brother is the cocky and narcissistic idiot?" She inquired, her lips curving slightly mischievously