Chapter 226: Elder Zyair

Erick looked on with a wry smile as he watched Amber meticulously packed his things in a huge backpack.

"Um, honey?" he started. "You do know that I'm going on a mission, right? I don't really need all of these things," he said, gesturing at the items that were laid on the bed.

The two of them were inside Erick's bedroom where the latter was just about to get ready to set off for his mission when Amber barged in with many things. Before Erick could say anything, Amber had dropped the things on his bed; scattering everywhere. There were sleeping bags, extra clothes, torchlights, a pack of batteries, a pocket knife, a map, a compass, a fire starter and most importantly, snacks. Lots of it.

Amber glared at him with her hands on her hips. "You can never be too careful!" she exclaimed. She had once 'accidentally' joined his 'mission' where she got kidnapped and she knew just a little gist of what his 'mission' is like. Even a gist of it was enough to make her worry, hence, all the things that she had prepared.

He could only sighed inwardly as he watched her rearrange and put things inside the huge backpack.

Few minutes later, she took a step back from the bed and looked proudly at the stuffed backpack. It was quite filled to the brim that it was a surprise that she managed to zip the bag tight.

Feeling satisfied, she turned back around to Erick, who was looking at her blankly. She frowned when she saw his expression. "What's that look for?" she asked suspiciously.

Erick gave her a smile. "Nothing, babe," he said.

He walked over and tested the weight of the backpack in his hand. It felt like the weight of a young Luka. He hoisted the backpack onto his back and adjusted it to his comfort. Yup, it does feel like carrying Luka on his back.

And speaking of the devil, Luka himself walked in Erick's room through the open door, growling as he went. A couple of days ago, after their working hours, the two of them had gone over to the other town to pick up the happy Luka.

He wasn't as aggressive as he was before as he became more tame over the years. Sometimes Erick felt like he had picked up a husky, rather than a wolf. The veterinarian at the other town was surprised when he found out Luka was a wolf. He, too, thought that he was a husky. He was amazed and impressed by how tame Luka has become.

Apparently, being pampered and babied by Erick and his family made him become more domesticated than the wild wolves.

While Erick was hoisting the backpack on his back, Luka had jumped onto the former's bed and settled in comfortably. Even though Luka has his own bed, he likes to sneak into Erick's bed, until now.

Amber used to be quite envious at how Luka seems to favouritise Erick, compared to her. She used to try to bribe him with snacks but to no avail. In the end, she gave up trying, thinking perhaps it was because Erick was a shifter and that Luka felt more close to him than her. Erick used to tease her too, saying that instead of Luka, he can cuddle with her in bed, to which she immediately refused.

Both Erick and Amber smiled wryly as they both watched Luka making himself comfortable before snoozing into sleep.

"He's going to miss you badly," she commented airily, chuckling.

Erick just smiled. It has only been a couple of days since Luka had returned and only a few days since both master and pet have been together.

He then looked over at her and said, "Please take care of him for me."

Amber rolled her eyes as she crossed her arms across her chest. "You don't have to ask me," she retorted. "I will love Luka more than I will love you."

Erick's eyes widened. He quickly pulled her in his arms and narrowed his eyes at her. "Don't make me send Luka to the packhouse."

Luka continued to sleep soundly, not realizing that his master was about to easily 'abandon' him at the packhouse.

Amber rolled her eyes again as she pulled away from him. "Stop being so mean!" she scolded him.

Before Erick could say anything, she quickly changed the topic where she asked him whether he had everything prepared. He nodded each time she listed every single item.

It was nearly midnight and the other shifters had already gathered at the packhouse where they will go together and head over to the Port Robston Bay.

Because it was already late, Erick did not allow Amber to follow him to the packhouse. He did not want her to return home alone at a very late hour.

Hence, the two lovebirds could only say their goodbyes at home where they shared a very sweet kiss.

Hours later, Erick found himself sitting in a van, sitting next to Paccia while Dewei drove. Elder Zyair sat quietly at the front passenger seat, looking out the window.

Dewei was whistling happily as he drove them, heading towards the direction of the Port Robston Bay. It has been years since he had last gone on a mission so he was very excited. He then thought of the tools and weapons that he had brought along with him and felt even more excited! He can't wait to use them!

Paccia, who was sitting next to Erick, was unusually quiet. Similar to Elder Zyair, she was looking out the window with a frown on her face. Usually she would be talking non-stop while teasing him but that night, she was so quiet that Erick looked over to see what was going on.

It was then he saw her mouth was moving softly as if she was talking in soft whispers. Using his keen sense of hearing, he sighed inwardly. Why did he think that she was being weird today? It seems like she was behaving like her usual self as she softly mumbled about the things that she wanted to cast on and the spells that she had just created and wanted to test.

Yes, he was traveling with two of the weirdest elders in the Kendall pack. He looked to the front and studied the other elder in front of him. He had never had a proper conversation with Elder Zyair, compared with the other elders.

In fact, this would be the first time he would be working alongside with Elder Zyair. He had heard stories about the elder shifter. Bad ones.

Apparently, even if he seemed quiet, he was quite cunning. Especially when it comes to coming up with strategy. He likes to play mind games, rather than violence. Many other shifters had warned Erick before that if he wants to annoy the elders, annoy the others but never Elder Zyair. You'd never know what hit you.

'This would be interesting,' Erick thought.