THE WAY TO THE ISLE

XADEN'S POV

They continued the journey for over two weeks.

The men were all tired and exhausted but had to keep on going.

So far only eleven men remained because they had been attacked so frequently by the wild beasts that led to the isle of lycanthrope.

Their food supply was running out and the days were beginning to turn to a year.

Meanwhile Xaden was now beginning to seriously feel the effect of Jasmine's stab wounds.

A lot of the time he felt the pain begin ti gnaw through him but he would suppress it and pretend he was okay.

It happened like a joke at first with just slight pains and then he would use his wolf to suppress the pain and then it would subside.

Whenever any of the men in the pack turned to look at him.

He would fake a smile and suppress his pains.

Erik saw him one day leaning against a rock and holding his side.