The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 50

Chapter 50 Identity Exposed

A stone plummeted from the tree, slicing the air and hitting the rushing wolf in the eye with deadly accuracy.

The wolf hit the ground instantly, writhing and screaming in pain.

Maren descended from the tree with a heavy thud, picked up a heavy rock, and forcefully crushed the wolf’s

skull with it.

The sound of breaking bone echoed through the forest.

Blood and pieces of brain burst out, and the wolf dropped without even letting out a final sound.

“Oh my god…”

Frozen in place, Morris observed as Maren effortlessly killed the adult wolf.

Such a formidable wolf, easily overpowered by her.

Could Maren really be human?

Shaken deeply by his brush with death, Morris was horrified by the display of ferocity he was witnessing.

Maren knelt beside the body, brutally stripped it of its fur, sliced open its stomach, and began removing its

internal organs.

Morris felt nauseated by the sight.

The brutality of it was overwhelming.

The air was thick with the scent of blood, overwhelming Morris to the point where he repeatedly stepped back.

“Head two hundred meters forward, gather some dry branches, and wait for me there,” Maren instructed, still

focused on dismantling the wolf.

Jolted back to the present, Morris nodded. “Right, right!” He hurried off quickly.

Though unsure of the need for branches, Morris didn’t dare question Maren after witnessing her actions.

He ran the specified distance and started collecting branches.

While food was scarce in the forest, branches were everywhere. Due to the dry summer weather, they were

easy to find. He soon had a sizable pile ready.

At that moment, Maren approached, carrying the now–clean wolf body.

She selected a long, solid branch and impaled the wolf’s body on it like a giant kebab.

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It dawned on Morris what Maren had planned.

“You’re not really going to eat that, are you?” he asked, staring at the skewered wolf.

Just the idea was enough to upset his stomach.

“The academy is a grueling 25 miles away from the training base. Even once we clear these woods, we’ve got a long trek ahead. Do you honestly believe the fruit will sustain us?”

Maren took two thicker branches and began to vigorously rub them together, attempting to ignite a fire.

Morris was left pondering in silence.

He acknowledged the fruit was enjoyable, yet they were hardly filling. How could they possibly maintain their energy levels without substantial nourishment?

They needed to reach the academy by dawn.

Moreover, once they exited the forest, the likelihood of finding additional fruit diminished. They would need to

source alternative sustenance.

“Really, you think you can start a fire that way? It seems a bit naive.” Morris expressed his skepticism.

Just then, sparks flew from the friction of the sticks.

“Wow! Maren, you truly are something else!” Morris exclaimed, a mix of surprise and embarrassment in his

voice.

Maren remained silent, concentrating on the fire. She used the initial sparks to ignite some dry leaves, and as the fire built, she added more wood. The fire soon crackled forcibly.

Morris was in awe; Maren was not only resilient but also a skilled survival expert.

Maren deftly cut deep gashes in the wolf meat with a sharp stick to allow the blood to drain, which would enable it to cook more evenly.

She positioned the skewered meat over the fire, beginning the roasting process.

As the fire started to dwindle, Morris ventured out twice to gather more wood, ensuring the fire remained robust. Within an hour, the wolf meat was almost ready to eat.

“By the way, why didn’t we just cook it back there? Why did we have to move out here?” Morris questioned, his stomach rumbling at the aroma.

Maren turned the meat over, tasted a strip, and said, “Given all the blood we left behind, wouldn’t that attract a whole pack of wolves?”

“Yeah, you’re right. Wolves hunt in packs. There might be more around. We should get moving as soon as we’re done eating,” Morris replied, his voice tinged with apprehension.

“It’s cooked.” After a final few flips of the meat, Maren put out the fire.

“At last!” Morris wrapped a piece of the wolf meat in a leaf and started devouring it as though he hadn’t eaten. in days.

Despite the meat burning his mouth, he didn’t stop eating.

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Morris watched Maren eat slowly while he chewed frantically. The heat from the meat didn’t seem to bother

her, and she didn’t bother with leaves like he did.

“We should get going,” Maren suggested after she finished eating.

“Do we have time for a quick rest?” Morris yelled from behind her.

He rose quickly to follow her. Before departing, he packed up the remaining meat in leaves to carry with him.

Late at night, Maren and Morris finally cleared the forest.

“Wow! There’s a river!”

Aş Morris gnawed on his wolf leg under the moon’s glow, the scenery ahead momentarily stole his breath.

A mountain loomed in the distance, its summit an apparent obstacle in their path.

However, Morris was captivated not by the mountain itself, but by the small river that began at the mountain’s

base and snaked its way upward.

This meant their water worries were over.

A smile of relief spread across Morris‘ face. Yet, turning to Maren, he noticed her concern. “What’s troubling

you?”

Her reaction was unusual; she hadn’t even seemed this bothered when the wolves were near.

Could there be something dangerous about the river?

“Scoop water from the river’s far eastern end into a bamboo tube. Ensure it’s from that side,” Maren instructed

abruptly.

Relieved, Morris realized the water was safe. “Why do we need to go to the east? Can’t we just take it from

here?”