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I jerked away from Allan and sneered, “Keep that blessing for yourself–I don’t want it!”
With that, I bent down to pick up my backpack that had fallen to the ground, ready to leave, but he grabbed me again.
Allan said through gritted teeth, “You’re being way too petty. Do you really have to throw a tantrum right now? You’re completely wasting Freya’s good intentions.”
Freya stepped forward at just the right moment, linking her arm intimately with mine. “Lydia, I know you have issues with me. But we’re in the middle of these deep mountains–if something happens to everyone without the sachets, I’d never forgive myself.”
Someone in the group immediately chimed in: “Exactly! Stop being so unreasonable. We need to distribute the sachets and get moving.”
Seeing my silence as I stared her down, Freya’s eyes instantly filled with tears. “Since Lydia finds them so disgusting, I won’t let these crude, shoddy things offend everyone anymore. I guess
we’re all on our own.”
Freya’s words undoubtedly stirred up everyone’s emotions, and the people around me immediately shot me disapproving looks.
“Lydia, if you don’t want to survive, fine, but why drag the rest efus down with you?”
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They forced me to back up several steps until my back hit the cold, hard bark of a tree.
Now they all believed that having Freya’s life–saving sachets would help them avoid wolf attacks, completely ignoring what ingredients might be in those sachets.
I didn’t want to argue and said flatly, “I just refused to help distribute the sachets–I never stopped you from taking them. Whoever wants to help her can go ahead. Why are you trying to guilt–trip me?”
I pointed at my backpack scattered on the ground. “But since you knocked my stuff over, you need to pick it up. Otherwise, if I’m missing anything, I’ll just sneak into your tents at midnight to steal it back. Then none of us will survive!”
Everyone was startled by my sudden fierce attitude. They muttered under their breath, calling me crazy, but obediently crouched down to gather my scattered gear.
I picked up my backpack and left the group.
In
my previous life, it was because I desperately tried to stop them that they finally threw away the sachets and safely avoided the wolf pack–only to kill me, their savior, in the end.
This time, I wanted to see just how lucky these idiots would be surviving a wolf pack without my warnings.
I’d barely walked any distance when a full–grown wolf suddenly burst out of the bushes.
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I couldn’t dodge in time, and its claws raked three bloody gashes
across my arm.
Acting on pure instinct and the experience I’d gained from years of mountain climbing, I quickly drew a knife from my waist and slashed the throat of the wolf as it prepared to pounce. Blood splattered everywhere.
Something was wrong. I’d walked this path three times before and never encountered a wolf attack.
A sense of dread washed over me. Ignoring the searing pain, I quickly bandaged my wound and immediately checked my backpack.
Sure enough, I felt a hard object in the side pocket—that damned sachet!
Furious, I turned around to confront them.
The group was still resting in the same spot, and when they saw me return, they started making mocking comments again.
“Well, well, Lydia, why are you back? Don’t tell me you got scared after walking just a little way?”
“What do you think this is, a hotel? Coming and going as you please.”
‘Seriously, what’s with the attitude?”
I ignored their chatter and walked straight to Freya, throwing
Asachet
right in her face
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Allan immediately pulled Freya protectively behind him. “Lydia, what’s gotten into you? Freya was worried about you traveling alone and specially-”
“Specially? What a special gesture!” I thrust my injured arm in front of Allan. “This is her special kindness!”
Allan froze for a moment, then exploded, “You left the group on your own and got hurt–how can you blame Freya for that?”
Others joined in: “Exactly! You completely wasted Freya’s good intentions.”
“You’re incompetent, got yourself hurt, and now you’re blaming Freya. How vicious.”
I was about to lose my mind with rage and kicked Allan to the ground.
