Eighty-five
ARTEMISIA
I groaned as my back came into contact with Sin. I didn’t know if he was doing it on purpose- stopping and making me hit him, but it was getting annoying.
“Perhaps, you should walk in front of me.” He suggested, and I glared.
“Does that matter? I was at the front when you overtook me and you were doing the same thing over again.”
Sin sighed and shook out his hair. My eyes lingered on him as the sun shone on his dark brown hair.
It seemed longer. I couldn’t remember the last time he shaved it. Still, it didn’t take away his sexiness.
His eyes twinkled, and I furrowed my brows. “What?”
“What, what?” Sin asked.
“You have this knowing look on your face. It makes me want to slap you so bad.”
He rolled his eyes. I guess because he knew I couldn’t do what I said. It wasn’t the first time I had threatened to smack his face, and I doubted it would be the last.
The last time we were together in the room, I believed it improved our relationship as we had been tolerating each other ever since.
Again, it wasn’t as bad as I imagined and he apologised several times.
As much as I wanted to forgive, Emma was there to remind me of everything over again.
“Do you know where we are going?”
He asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.
“I don’t understand what is on the map.” Sin pointed at the paper I held in my hand.
He couldn’t and not even the expert map reader would know how to read it.
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I unfold the map and set it on the ground of the forest we were in.
“Ostendo,” I mumbled, and I glared at the yellow light flashing on it.
“I know.” I said to him, “The blood moon pack, and it’s still three hours away from here.”
“And I don’t think you’d last three hours walking to that place.” Sin retorted.
“Oh, I don’t intend to walk.” I beamed and whistled.
“What’s that?” Sin asked as the sound of hooves infiltrated the air.
A smile played on my lips, and I nodded toward a large mare that was sprinting towards us.
Sin’s eyes lit up. “How did you do that?”
“I trained.”
Since I started having issues with him and when I got picked as the chosen one, I had trained with the mare Sin gave to me.
I read from somewhere that animals often communicate with humans. I never hear animals’ voices, but I was certain she understood me when I spoke.
“Is mine coming as well?”
“We can share one.” I let out before I could stop myself. I bit my lip and glared at the ground.
“I thought you were avoiding doing anything with me. What does this mean?” Sin questioned.
He stood in front of me and tilted my chin up. “Tell me, Artemisia.”
“It means nothing. It is business.”
“Stop being childish.” Sin chided. “Just forgive me already and let everything go back to normal.”
“You can’t tell me what to do.” I scowled.
Sin shrugged and helped me up on the mare before he climbed behind me.
I let him take the reins to allow me to navigate the map with me.
I didn’t know how long we rode, but the mare stopped at a large tree.
I guess the mare was exhausted, and it was our cue to rest. My eyes flickered upwards. The sun was coming up, and I wondered what the time was.
We needed to get to the pack house as soon as we could.
I didn’t want to go during the nighttime as they had warned us the pack draw up power from the moon they had stolen. It was during the nighttime the moon was supposed to shine its brightest.
“Do you think it’s a good idea for us to rest?” I asked.
Sin nodded and helped me down. “Of course, the last thing I need is for you to collapse after exerting too much pressure on your body.”
“I didn’t say I was tired.”
“We need to rest, Artemisia.” Sin urged. “We don’t even know if we’d be able to get the moon today. We need our strength and I am certain the others have stopped somewhere, too.”
I nodded after much deliberation, giving in to his suggestion.