Chapter 147
Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen
147 A Midnight Visitor
Selma Payneâs POV:
âOh, really? It seems like youâre very dissatisfied with the conditions here, Sir,â I retorted without hesitation. âA leaking wooden house? To be honest, I think the construction level of this house is enough to shock the academic world. What? Such good conditions still canât satisfy you. Then, please make do with it. After all, weâre on a mission, not on vacation, right?â
The thin young manâs face turned red, and he looked at me fiercely as if he was trying to pierce me with his eyes.
Frank stopped him and reprimanded, âBehave, Yuri. You have time to spew nonsense, but you donât have time to work?â
The man named Yuri did not dare to challenge the captainâs authority. He spat angrily and left with the rope.
âIâm very sorry, Miss Selma, â Frank said apologetically. âLife here is rather boring, and the members are a little hot-tempered. Yuri didnât mean any harm, so please forgive him.â
I didnât need to be calculative with a small fry, so I quickly forgot about it.
Aldrich brought a few soldiers along with him and followed another member to identify the way, so he arrived much later than us.
âItâs cold outside, right?â I handed him a cup of hot vegetable soup. âDrink some hot soup to warm your body.â
âThank you,â he said. Aldrich took it and drank a big mouthful while he looked at me like a dog.
I was sure heâd wanted to hug me, but we hadnât revealed our relationship to the public yet. It wasnât because we werenât sure of our relationship but because my parents wanted me to have a peaceful college life without being involved with the paparazzi and rumors.
Even though our current life was nothing like peace, we still kept our relationship a secret.
Weâd only be spending the night at the first base. Weâd be setting off to the next base tomorrow morning, so everyone went to bed early.
I shared a room with Dorothy, Master Hayley, and the other women.
âThe wind is really strong outside,â Dorothy said softly.
I nodded in agreement as I listened to the cold wind outside the window.
Although it was summer, the temperature in the Rocky Mountains remained below 0° C all year round. The low temperature was accompanied by drifting snow and cold winds. In such a place, a living person would freeze to death in less than half a night.
Suddenly, I heard the sound of the wind outside the window.
I listened carefully, and a sound was getting closer.
âDid you hear someone calling for help?â I nudged Dorothy. She was in a daze, shaking her head drowsily.
The cries for help were still ringing in my ears. I couldnât just sit by and do nothing, so I prepared to go out and check.
Most of the others hadnât gone to sleep yet. They all got up when they heard someone calling for help outside.
Pushing open the door, the male dormitoryâs door also opened. Aldrich took the lead, and the night guard, Frank, greeted him.
âYou heard it too?â Aldrich asked.
I nodded.
Dark clouds covered the moon, and there was no light in the sky. The light in front of the base could only illuminate a small open space. The darkness amplified the heaviness in everyoneâs hearts. We held our breath and listened carefully, only to find that the strange cry for help had disappeared again.
âSomethingâs not right.â I grabbed Aldrichâs hand, and he also realized something was wrong.
Frank called a team member to follow him out to investigate the voice. The one closest to him was Yuri, but this cunning kid immediately pushed another team member forward and pretended he didnât just get selected.
Frank couldnât be bothered to argue with him. He told the female team member, âGo into the house and get your equipment. Linda, letâs go and take a look.â
Three minutes later, Linda came out, armed with her and Frankâs weapons. We tied special ropes on them, and Dorothy and the werewolf grandmasters also cast a special spell on them for protection.
The two set off, and after an anxious ten minutes, they returned with a man in ragged clothes.
âAn unlucky guy who got lost,â Frank said. He was relieved. âHeâs freezing. Hurry up and go in.â
Master Hayley cast a recovery spell on the frozen man, and the man woke up after a while.
We tried to ask him who he was, but he seemed mentally abnormal. He stared at the empty corner and mumbled some strange words we couldnât understand.
I found some mountaineering equipment, warm supplies, and an identification card in his backpack. They were the same as the tattered backpack, all damaged to varying degrees. The identification card was completely messed up, and we could glean nothing from it.
In the end, Frank decided. âLetâs allow him to stay for the night. Tomorrow morning, we will send him to the human police station at the foot of the mountain. Let the humans handle their matters.â
âWill this do?â I was a little worried. âHe doesnât look like heâs lost. Maybe he has a companion? Donât we need to investigate further?â
However, before Frank could reply, a familiar mocking voice came from the corner.
âSave your kindness, Miss,â Yuri said. âHumans are very sensitive. Do you think we or other races have never helped them before? â