Chapter 901 The Van


    Beryl''s POV:


    Arron and I generated the fastest sprint we could manage, but Ian followed closely behind us. If we


    pushed through our pursuance to escape from the camp with Ian trailing behind us, it wouldn''t take


    long before the adults found us. We were being too conspicuous.


    I made up my mind and turned to Ian. "We promise to take you with us, but you have to help us


    distract the adults first, and then meet us at the hillside where we often go."


    Ian''s visage brightened with the idea. He swung his big tail to show that he understood. Then he


    turned his head and ran to divert all attention to him while we escaped.


    Amotion broke outside, and we took it as our cue to move. Almost everyone in the pack had


    seen Ian following Mommy around, so even if he suddenly showed up at this ungodly hour, they


    wouldn''t do anything harmful towards him "Let''s go."


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    I took Arron''s hand and hauled him from his spot to run as fast as we could. Ian was buying us only


    enough time, so we had to hurry. Fortunately, our tent was close to the exit, and no one passed by.


    Our escape was smooth.


    We rounded the corner and wound up at the back door of arge shopping mall just near the camp.


    A van would be expected to park hereter, and when it did, we would sneak in. It would then


    transport us to our destination.


    Arron handed the bread to me andined to me as he did so. He did not forget to re at me


    as I epted the bread. "You''re bad. You lied to Ian. When he finds out, he''ll be very sad and won''t


    like you anymore."


    I lowered my head and crumpled the bread into a ball. I was annoyed. Did he think I didn''t take that


    into ount? But I didn''t think Ian would hate me. He was always carefree and free-spirited. I knew


    him too well to know that when I came back, ten roast chicken drumsticks would be enough for him


    to forget that I didn''t keep to my word.


    "Don''t be sad. You take things seriously even when it''s being said as a side note. You know Ian''s


    such a good wolf. He won''t hate you." Arronforted me as he seemed to think I took to heart


    what he just told me.


    He amused me. I faced forward in an attempt to ignore him. I threw the bread into my mouth and


    chewed it, shrugging to drop the conversation. "It''s okay. We can exin to him what happened


    when wee back."


    "Alright." The relief that surfaced on his face was near corporeal as he beamed at my remark. He


    removed the water bottle hanging around his neck and opened the lid for me.


    We finished off the bread we managed to take with us and waited for about ten minutes before we


    saw the van closing in on us. Finally!


    We opened the trunk and hid in it as soon as the people got off the van as covertly as we could


    handle.


    Not long after, the van started to move and then soon pulled over at the destination. At least, we


    somehow kept our presence under wraps and avoided the part where unknown dangers would


    have taken us to a different route. Arron and I waited for everyone in the van to get off. We had


    taken ourselves this far; we shouldn''t take any risk that would send us back to where we had just


    escaped.


    All of a sudden, a cry of panic erupted from the adults outside. They were talking about two children


    who were missing, who, I supposed, were us.


    Their hurried footsteps followed closely amidst muffled conversations. Someone suggested they


    inform the Alpha, but they couldn''t reach out to her.


    I couldn''t help but feel nervous. Still, excitement was there in the middle of the anxiety. I started to


    tremble.


    Arron grabbed my sleeve, stealing my attention. He must have thought I was scared.


    I held his hand and said gently, "It''s now or never. We must run. Hold my hand and don''t let go of


    me."


    Arron nodded vigorously.


    I tried to make out what was happening just outside the van. Soon, the people outside had gone to


    look for us, while those who were in the van had gone shopping. Only when the bustling outside


    quieted down was I sure that no one was no longer nearby.


    I tugged Arron closer to me. We quickly slipped out of the trunk and sneaked into the busy market


    when no one noticed us. That way, we would naturally blend in with the crowd, making it even


    harder for them to find us.


    It was arge market, and we had to cross it before reaching a hotel building. There would be a


    caravan waiting there.


    We were concentrating on our run when my shoces loosened. I squatted down to tie them back


    in a hurry, but I couldn''t. Fortunately, Arron thought it better to help me. He pulled me into the corner


    and fastened my shoces. He was unusually calm at this time, but I shrugged it off. With a strong


    sense of direction, he sessfully found the other exit of the market. From afar, a park near the


    hotel emerged—that was where we were heading next.