Chapter 20

Everything was going smoothly until something went wrong.

During the archery competition, no one expected that an arrow would come flying at me.

I dodged the arrow just in time, so it merely grazed my ear.

"Oh my god, Lindsey. Are you okay?" Betty feigned concern. I touched the tip of my ear and felt warm blood. It hurt a little, but I was fine.

I looked at the other packs, and my eyes met Alvis's. He had a panicked expression on his face. I smiled and nodded to let him know that I was okay.

I looked around, trying to guess who shot the arrow, nearly missing the target and killing me instead. My eyes fell on a familiar face who didn't look too concerned. Instead, a small smile painted his lips.

Owen Wilson.

Did he throw the arrow at me instead of the target? But why?

I suddenly remembered something.

Owen always liked Betty and wanted to go out with her despite not having a mate bond. But Betty constantly rejected him.

So what now? Was he trying to injure me to impress Betty?