Chapter 119 BONUS CHAP. 26 - JEALOUSY FIT
\-BLAYNE'S POV-
Cleo was angry with me. She was frustrated with the interval in the integration process. More of her people came down from the mountains today. Those were the injured ones who had partially recovered and could make the journey.
It's been three days since I returned with Jasmine from Crimson Hyde Pack. She was Curtis' mate who connected Chloe to the witch of the Starfall Enchanted Sisters coven.
Had Vance been there, she would have died instantly. Alpha Virgil pleaded on behalf of his Beta Astrol for leniency to spare her life. He hoped that the brotherly bond would have awarded some benevolence. Since the witch queen, Ophelia, felt obligated to defend her species, Vance mostly maintains Jasmine's life in order that she might testify in support of the murder accusations against the witch.
Chloe's actions were unforgivable. I looked forward to being an uncle and of course, training him under Vance's watch. Now that the baby was gone and the funeral held, an ominous cloud of grief hung over the region like a sun-blocking eclipse that never seemed to move.
We will recover in time. I have two major wishes. One was to have Vance and Sianna reconciled and happy again. The other was to mark my mate and claim her once and for all.
My deepest self illuminated with gladness whenever I thought of Cleo. I hate it when she mentions Darlene. It was one fucking phone call that came in at the wrong time. Be that as it may, all of the
women of my past meant nothing. I assumed she was aware of that by this point.
Aside from that, it thrilled me and my wolf to learn about her jealous side. Cleo sneaked out of the apartment, and Malik told me everything. He was terrified that I would murder him for bringing my woman to the fetish club. My hands grabbed Malik around the neck before slamming him into the cabinets in my office, knocking the breath out of his lungs. Consequently, I wanted to claw out his intestines. Lucky for him, I leniently disciplined him for disobeying orders.
"Blayne?"
My spicy vixen was such a temptress. All morning I've been daydreaming like a fucking teenager about the lewd things I planned to do to her. I questioned how kinky she really was. Cleo instigated my mentality to fantasize about her, unable to concentrate. For two days she's been striving to seduce me.
A tiring sigh was expelled from my mouth.
Fighting to keep my dick out of her cunt was tiresome and draining. She took every ounce of my energy when she grind her crotch on me this morning. I almost cum in my pants. That was after I got her to calm down and we made out. Though, she got mad again when I left without taking care of her pussy.
The sinister chuckle I let out echoed against the walls of the room. Because of her, a slick smile was plastered on my face and I nearly sliced my hand off from the blades of the bayonet that I was sharpening on the second floor of the training center.
The truth was I have been super busy. I stood in the large weapons room in front of a table covered in weaponry. New arms and ammunition arrived and I was going through the bulk of them. They needed to be coated in silver components such as silverweed, silver nitrate, and others.
This work was done solely by me or supervised by me when the laboratory technicians did it. The elites were not trained for this part. There is something such as being too knowledgeable, especially when knowledge is power.
While Vance was grumpy because Sianna kicked him out of his house, I'll leave him in Duke's hands since I value my life and he wanted to kill everyone.
The training center is where my office is located on the lower level and I'll be immersed in keeping the warriors level-headed. They were exhausted after the amount of patrol work they employed in securing the pack while the killer, Chloe, was on the loose. And I had to create a leave schedule for every warrior to receive three consecutive days off to rejuvenate.
Sigh. I scratched the back of my head from over-analyzing.
Life without Cleo at my side was unimaginable. I hope she was feeling the same kind of love as I am right now. Though things tend to slip my mind, I still have no intention of messing up. In many ways, she's very significant to me.
Wow, I love her.
Who would have thought I'd be a whipped idiot like Vance and Duke?
"Eh-hem, Blayne?"
"Blayne!"
The way Cleo's words touched me without trying too hard. Or the manner in which my heart skipped a beat when she said my name. Also, how crazy I felt when she was not around, missing her like the night cannot do without the moon or the flower without the sun. Her smile, presence, and soul mesmerize and entangle me completely. And how wild and fired up I felt when her body connected with mine. Her fingertips alone were capable of igniting a burning hunger.
Fuck! When the hell did I get this poetic?
When will Cleo tell me she loves me? Doesn't she? I raked my hand through my hair, with a lingering scratch at the fringes. Who is supposed to say it first? Did it matter? I'm worried that I might tell her and she does not say it back. Does she need more time? I scratched the left side of my head.
A huge imposing hand whacked me in the back of my head. "How are the people on Mars doing?" Duke jeered with a hint of ire.
I jumped in fright and again my hand shifted with the dagger and merely missed cutting into my wrist. My eyes glared at him. When did they get here?
"Maybe it's the lice in his head that keep his mind drifting," Keisha joined him, standing in front of the table, as I rubbed the soreness at
the back of my head.
"No, baby. He has a ticks problem." He stepped away from my side and to the weapons table's front, where he hugged Keisha around the waist. "He's off his flea treatment."
My eyes vented my spleen on the Beta and his mate who entered the room two minutes ago and had been watching me in a phased-out zone. Being heavily distracted in my thoughts, I hadn't noticed their arrival. Probably because their scents would not alert my wolf of any
danger.
"Ha-ha-ha, very funny." I drawled, almost petulant. I put down the sharpened dagger next to the finished set and turned over an ammo box of 9mm bullets on the table. "What are the two of you doing
here?"
"You asked me to set things up for you tonight. Did you forget?" Keisha's trimmed black eyebrows raised as she folded her arms across her chest. "What's wrong with you today?"
"Isn't it obvious, my sweet nectar?" Duke mused, and kissed her left temple. "It's because of Cleo."
A helpless smile settled on my lips as my thoughts took me back to
visions of my mate. Tonight felt like the night that I would mark
Cleo. When I mentioned it this morning, she did protest. Please, please dear goddess, let it be tonight.
"Ah, sounds like puppy love," Keisha drawled, "My advice must be
working."
"Yes." I must admit. Keisha thought the best approach to Cleo was
holding back on sex.
"You should not have listened to the Beta's woman." My wolf
grumbled.
"It's working, can't you see?" I retorted.
"We are still unmated and she's trying to leave us!" The beast bellowed in my head. "Our mark is not on her neck!"
"Just chill," I slammed and blocked him, thus redirecting my attention to my guests. "I got her to promise to stay longer. I know that she'll keep her word."
Living under the same roof made it impossible not to lust for each
other. At first, I fought the notion. It was preposterous to tell me not to make love to my woman. However, she perceived that Cleo would become more receptive and desirous to let me make love to her if I teased and aroused her a lot. I sacrificed nights of rushed steamy sex in exchange for eternal harmony and bliss with my mate. However, even I am running out of patience.
"The omegas are arranging your date." Keisha pointed her finger at me. Her copper-brown round face emphatically cautioned me with sharp lake-green eyes and puffy pursed lips. "Do not screw this up."
"Yea, like when you kidnapped her from the cells," Duke reprovingly dropped the bomb, his voice becoming an octave lower as he added with disapproval, "Force does not work well on women."
A sheepish laugh escaped me. I gulped, and my shoulders sagged. My
blood ran cold. Since Duke knew the truth about how Cleo ended up
at my place, Vance was also aware of that, which meant I had to face
his steam and that's not good right now. "Have you reviewed the report I sent from Esme on Venomane Kryme Pack?" I removed the gloves from my hands and threw them
in the bin.
"Yes. Vance and I went through it." Duke came to the table and took
up the customs and delivery sheets of paper. He flipped through them. "You have permission to deal with it." "Excellent!" I nodded. Cleo will be happy to hear the good news.
Duke froze with the papers in his hands. His eyes glazed over. "Shit!" "What's wrong?" Keisha was the first to ask.
"I have to go. Vance is tearing his office apart." Duke dropped the folder on the table and dashed out of the room.
"Good luck on your date," Keisha yelled after giving me two thumbs
up and she went out the door.
Yep, there are the ones to deal with the raging Alpha. I'd rather check up on Sianna daily. Once we stopped mentioning Vance, she remained comparatively temperate. Duke was his Beta for many reasons, and this one in particular.
I hummed. Then I put on another clean pair of gloves to resume my
work. This was going to take all day. I won't, however, be skipping my date. Mom knew to watch Zoe overnight. Cleo was prepared with her outfit. She and I agreed that formal events and dates required gowns, though she hates them.
Hours later, I was halfway done. The sun had gone in and the clouds
darkened. It might rain. My earlier assumption that it would take two days to complete the task was right. The crates of bayonets and combat knives were completed. The M67 and smoke grenades were partially done. I lifted the trunks containing berettas, Sauers, Glock, handguns, and battle pistols and placed them on the tabletop. Suddenly, my wolf jumped on all fours with his ears perked up,
prancing around in his happy dance, yipping like a jovial pup. "Mate! Go to Mate!"
Though the chocolate -vanilla scent was faint, she was definitely in proximity. Wasting no further time in the weapons room, I removed my gloves and went out the door to meet her. Perhaps she had become more composed and was no longer upset with me. I stood on the long upper-floor balcony that overlooked the practice field and sniffed, allowing my nose to direct me. In seconds, I spotted her trudging to the lawn where the red-mud sparring ring was located to talk to a group of male warriors. She huddled in closer.
Didn't she come to see me? She has been chatting to them for a long
time-why the hell? Fierce and deadly, my menacing eyes keenly observed the interaction.
"Go and get her away from those punks. She's ours!" My wolf barked
with such force that I automatically discharged a growl. He constantly paced in my head. In desperation, he clawed at me with the impulse to lunge at the fuckers.
While I wanted to rip out their lustful eyes, I couldn't help but appreciate my beautiful mate and how carefree she was. Her blonde
hair, which had grown two inches past her shoulder, radiated in the sun. Even from a distance, the small details of her dips and curve could warp any man's mind. My cock pulsed into a sudden hardness.
"She'll come to us." I was trying to act unbothered and mature, which malfunctioned under my wolf's unbearable cursing. Jealousy was a novelty that I have yet to conquer. It chipped at me like a woodpecker on a birch tree. Thinking about her bewitching sea- green eyes, full pink lips, and rosy cheeks that repeatedly stirred a voluminous desire in me and the fact that she was sharing herself with them aroused envy and wrath. All of the warriors knew what I did to Malik and would not dare do anything inappropriate to Cleo. Despite that, my blood boiled and my veins began to project. My wolf bristled. "They could be fucking Santa Claus. I don't care. She's with them too long." He puffed with his nose flaring. My wolf was right. I believed that she was being deliberate and
probably getting back at me for ending our love session and ditching her this morning.
Cleo's big bubbly laughter flitted and fluttered its waves into my Then she touched his chest and I snapped. Crazy took over. My wolf won't have this!
heart.