98. Luck Has Finally Run Out

Chapter 98

Dorian's POV

I finally regained control of my limbs, and I was able to stand up, using a tree as a support. I looked around at where the driver had dropped me off, but I wasn't sure if I was in a familiar place.

I was tired and drowsy, and every step I took seemed to require effort and a lot of calculation. The question glared in my mind: How do I return to my pack from here?

With nowhere else to go, I began my journey with no specific direction in mind. My only goal was to return home.

I walked through the forest, evading falling branches and deep ditches that were supposedly dug to catch unsuspecting prey.

I couldn't tell what time it was, but I could see the sun peeping over the horizon, signalling that this was a new day.

I continued to walk, and soon, fatigue and thirst caught up with me, but I couldn't stop moving now. I had to press on.

I didn't know for how long I had been walking, but soon, the sun was well above the horizon, and I was bathing in the greenery wi