I Became an Omega Trapped on a Deserted Island with the Obsessed Male Lead

<Episode 16>

Bang!

As Abellard fell outside the cave, our eyes met. I saw tears falling at different heights, unsure if he was crying or if it was the tears falling.

Eventually, Abellard fell outside the cave, plunging below the waterfall.

Splash!

He seemed to fall straight down.

Clicking sounds accompanied my reloading of the gun. Without hesitation, I ran to the end of the cave and aimed at the jaguar floating next to Abellard.

Bang!

The jaguar was hit squarely and died instantly. It remained motionless, floating on the water.

Abellard seemed unconscious as well.

Rumble!

Rain was pouring outside.

If I got wet in the rain, I would lose my senses again. I would become like a beast, only following my instincts, forgetting who I was.

Still, I would save Abellard.

With that thought in mind, I lowered my gun and jumped down.

Splash!

The loud sound of water ringing in my ears, the pain from the impact was excruciating. But I endured it. The area of contact wasn’t too large.

“Puhaha…!”

I managed to pull Abellard, who was floating face down, up by his arms.

Repeating the cycle of diving and surfacing to avoid getting wet in the rain, I swam while pushing his face above water.

The water was too deep to touch the bottom, which made me feel anxious as I swam.

“Ugh…”

Once I managed to pull him out of the water, the next challenge was the rain, especially since the sturdy man seemed to be unconscious.

Fortunately, there was a cliff protruding about three feet above, acting as a roof, so we didn’t get too wet.

“Brother Abellard.”

“…”

“Brother Abellard, wake up.”

I dragged him to the shore and laid him down. Rain was falling heavily right next to his arms.

“Brother Abellard!”

Slap!

There was no response even after slapping his cheek. It seemed like I would have to perform CPR.

“Good grief.”

After laying him down properly, I straddled him. Having fired several shots from the gun, my arms weren’t too tired, but I wouldn’t be able to shoot as much tomorrow as I did today.

Considering the fatigue of my body, I climbed on top of Abellard. Then, I placed my right hand on top of my left hand, forming a fist.

“Huff…”

During CPR, you shouldn’t let your fingers touch, but I was so tense that my hands were white with tension.

“Brother Abellard.”

Thinking of doing 120 compressions per minute, I pressed deeply and quickly, making sure it went in about 5 cm deep.

Still, since he didn’t regain consciousness, there was no other choice.

I lifted Abellard’s chin, pinched his nose, and gave him artificial respiration. Just as I was about to start chest compressions again…

“Cough! Ugh…!”

He spit out water, which splashed all over my face.

It was fortunate that Abellard woke up, but somehow, I didn’t feel good about it.

“Eve…”

“I’m sorry. I told you not to move.”

“Eve…”

For some reason, he had a face that looked like he was about to cry as soon as he woke up. Then, he made strange noises and vomited all the water, coughing afterward.

After patting his back a bit, I pulled him closer to prevent him from going outside and getting wet in the rain, which would surely make him lose his senses.

“Eve, I’m in so much pain.”

“Let me treat you.”

“….Yeah.”

He glanced at me and started to heal his body.

“….?”

When Abellard began to heal himself instead of letting me use my divine power on him, I looked at him curiously.

“You jumped because of me?”

“Yes.”

“Hehe.”

He chuckled like a fool, and I grimaced at his attempt to make eye contact, feeling uncomfortable.

“We kissed.”

“Artificial respiration.”

“A kiss.”

“Artificial respiration.”

“A peck?”

“Artificial respiration.”

He kept babbling nonsense, and I felt terribly disappointed that I had brought the gun for nothing. However, it would be troublesome if it got soaked in water.

“Let’s climb the wall a bit.”

“But if we get caught in the rain…”

“Look. The cliff is carved out like a roof, so it should be fine to climb up.”

“Right.”

After glancing up briefly, he infused himself with divine power again.

“Eve, you know, in the fairy tales we used to watch together, waking up with a kiss…”

Slap!

A giant mosquito appeared over Abellard’s cheek, and I instinctively swatted it away, fearing it might bite him.

“Oh, sorry.”

“No, it’s great.”

Come to think of it, didn’t he ask me to slap him when we met again? Retrieving the gun would indeed be a top priority.

“Let’s go up.”

“Yeah…”

He started to stumble again, his face turning redder.

* * *

We were lucky. The rain suddenly stopped.

The cliff was more climbable than expected. There were tree roots along the way, and the path seemed well-trodden, almost as if someone had been going up and down it regularly.

It was as if it had been artificially crafted.

It was like climbing a wall with sculptures installed for sports.

As I ascended easily, I looked down to see if Abellard was following closely. He was hanging on to the wall with a forced smile, looking up at me, as if he was scared.

Before our eyes met, he seemed like he was about to cry.

“Brother.”

“Call me by my name.”

I couldn’t argue in this situation. We might fall back into the lake again.

“Brother, don’t look down, look at me.”

“…Yeah.”

Since it seemed like he couldn’t concentrate, I went down to his side.

“Brother Abellard.”

“Yeah.”

“Look up. Or look at me.”

“I’ll look at you.”

“Okay.”

Then we climbed slowly. As I did, he started to follow me, gripping the same spots I had gone before.

Despite looking much sturdier than me, he seemed inexperienced in rock climbing.

We should have brought ropes to tie ourselves together.

“Huh.”

It was harder to climb slowly.

Still, fortunately, the body of Eveline Wilden was quite robust, almost as robust as my original body.

However, the muscles trained for shooting a gun were slightly different.

Before the possession, I used to enjoy rock climbing often.

However, now that it felt like a burden as if turning a sport I used to do for fun into a job by worrying about someone.

“Eve.”

“Yes.”

“I’m scared.”

“Look at me.”

“I probably wouldn’t be scared if you called me by a nickname.”

“Yes. I’ll call you by a nickname when we reach the top.”

“Really?”

“Yes.”

It was amusing how he acted like a fox even in this situation. So, I chuckled and continued climbing.

Even though the top of the cliff looked like a roof, we had to climb carefully to avoid slipping in the rain.

It was fortunate that the places to grip and hold were very sturdy, but it was also strange.

It seemed like someone had anticipated and prepared for this situation.

“Hm.”

After confirming that there were no signs of life inside the cave, I reached down.

“Hold my hand.”

“What’s my nickname?”

“You haven’t earned one yet.”

“Nickname.”

“Abel.”

With a bright smile, he took my hand. He climbed up confidently holding my hand, and for some reason, it felt comforting inside.

“Abel.”

“Yes, Abel?”

“You’re so mean.”

After reaching the top, I called him “Abel” again. Since it wasn’t like we had agreed to continue calling each other that.

“You’ve been here for a year, and you can’t climb a cliff?”

“I can’t even hunt.”

Was the claim of being here for a year also a lie?

Since my body was completely soaked, I couldn’t holster the gun back on my belt. But I wanted it nearby, so after wiping my hand dry, I grabbed it.

Whether there was a gun in my hand or not seemed to be crucial. It made me feel so relieved.

Besides, with Abellard’s sanctity, as long as he didn’t die, I could heal him.

I felt less hesitation than when I was about to shoot Elchias for some reason.

“How did you manage then?”

“I’ll show you tomorrow when we reach where I was.”

“Alright.”

There was a dead jaguar nearby, bleeding out.

“We should have brought a knife.”

“Yeah.”

He glanced at the jaguar, making a comment.

“Abel.”

“Abellard.”

“Fine.”

I reluctantly compromised as he seemed persistent.

I checked once again to see if the jaguar was really dead.

“How did you manage out here if you couldn’t even hunt?”

“Just like before… after getting hurt, I would run away and heal.”

Abellard’s ability was sanctity. It wasn’t a power to harm anything.

What the knights use is sanctity. It’s putting sanctity into a sword and cutting demons, stuff like that. And Abel’s power was a healing power…

“Why did you come out here if you can’t even catch prey?”

“I’m an alpha now.”

“…”

“I thought I smelled your scent, so I came down.”

“Ah. Did you know, Brother, that you liked the scent of my shampoo? But do alphas have such sensitive noses?”

Can they detect scents that aren’t even pheromones?

“Eve.”

“Yes?”

“Actually, there’s something I need to tell you.”

He held my hand seriously and led me away from the dead jaguar.

T/N: Hey guys my coffee page is no longer working and I won’t be able to use it. Until I find a solution I’ll keep posting new chapters on Moonligh novels.