Chapter 125 BONUS CHAP. 32 - HER CLAIM
\-CLEO'S POV-
As the tunnel ground quivered from the explosion, hysterical screams filled the air. The omegas panicked and hugged each other.
My body swayed like a surfer trying to keep from tumbling over. A gas line had obviously cracked and permeated the tunnel. Dirt
particles rained down on us, creating clouds of dust. Only a few grey bricks fell out of place.
Were they going to fry us like chicken tenders?
The gas odor was so strong that the slightest spark could bake the entire underground channels.
Cough!
The shaking ceased. Every head turned to look at me.
"Check the person next to you and ensure that they are okay. Let me know if anyone is hurt." I ordered.
We had to leave the tunnels and at the same time plan for battle.
I helped the young blonde to stand on her feet. The bleeding on her forehead halted, slowly healing.
I scanned the open space. "We need to move out. There's a gas leak and we don't know what they're planning."
My wolf sat on her rear, wagging her tail with her tongue hanging out of its mouth. "Mate."
Did I hear her right? I sniffed the surroundings but the gas stench overpowered any other minor scents.
Cough! I covered my nostrils with my wrist and many others replicated.
Surreptitiously, we proceeded to ascend the old cobblestone steps that would lead us to the gates of the cave where the game had started.
My wolf flipped over and rolled as she yipped. Butterflies lift off and fluttered in my abdomen. The mate bond tugged and fermented with warmth.
Crap! My wolf wanted to shift. She was fighting for control to run to Blayne. The thickness of the dust blinded all visuals. So, I could not see him at all. I cursed and tucked her back into my mind as I wondered about the distance between us.
Myrrh and geranium.
Yes! Blayne was here. He's close. My heart struck a single violent, breath-snatching thump against my ribcage.
"Cleo, baby?" His sexy baritone emerged in my head.
Oh, sweet goddess! They are here. Blayne came just as I had believed. "Baby, I'm on my way to you." He mind-linked and I have never been happier.
"I can smell you." My anxiety to see him boosted. "I'm nearby."
Excitement rushed through me. My heart lurched into a crazy, staccato beat sending the blood surging around my body until my mind was whirling in an uncontrollable eagerness. With all my vigor, I wanted to run into his arms but I could not leave the omegas who relied on me for reassurance that it was now safe.
"Everyone, the Royal Dark Wolverson Pack team is here," I announced down the line as we reached the top of the steps, which were over seven hundred meters from the gate where the cave was.
A silhouette of a large, tall man took form in the fog of dust. The intoxicating scent puts the mate bond in full force.
The Omegas whined in terror and halted in their steps in need of attestation to proceed.
"He's my mate. We're safe now." Feeling so proud at that moment, I did what I was itching to do all along and ran to him.
Whether his arms were open to receive me or not, I jumped on his naked body. Thank the stars that he caught me. My heart sang a melody of overflowing love. Lost in the powerful cord of the mate bond that tightened around my heart, pulling hard. His slow, sexy smile did terrible things to me that uncapped lust. It was a desire that I could not hinder and one that I wanted to live with for eternity.
Blayne paused his strides and I smashed my lips on his. Who gives a damn about anything else? My mate was here. We're together at last.
His hand encircled me, locking underneath my supple ass, keeping my legs wrapped around his waist.
In the salty sweetness of the kiss, I sought for his tongue and he eagerly plunged it into mine. It wasn't about dominance. It dealt with a cavernous, primal longing. I needed to suck on it. I wanted a part of him in my mouth, just to taste him over and over.
"Mine," my wolf growled. He tasted so fucking good. I wanted him in my pussy, right here and now. His hardened cock with its mushroom head poking at my ass made it worse. My arousal spiked from the spectacular manner that our mouths claimed each other.
I was swiftly sinking, drowning in the sensuous currents that were pulling at both of our senses, drawing us down, and causing us to lose ourselves in the surf as hot waves of desire broke over my head.
Moaning into his mouth, I knew what I had to do. My lips traveled to his sweaty, filthy neck. Like I stated before, I did not care. I sucked on the crook of his neck. Low rumbles of vibration came from his chest. One free hand went under my rustic blouse, traveling up and down the center of my back, leaving a trail of sparks.
With understanding, he craned his neck, giving me better access, and his breath quickened. My gums itched from the pressure of my teeth. My canines extended and I sank my teeth into his marking spot. He grunted and stiffened, with hands tightening around me.
The taste of his blood enthralled me. Sparks catapulted. I lingered with my fangs in his flesh to relish more of him. After removing my blood-caked fangs, I licked the area until it healed. He groaned with pleasure and precum stained the crotch of my trousers.
"You never cease to amaze me." He prelude to a passionate kiss with all the force of need that came close to driving me insane. Hoping that the demanding power of the kiss would appease some of the
hunger.
"I fucking love you, Gamma." A little breathless, I pecked his lips. "I love you infinity plus one."
His beautifully curved mouth twisted cynically with the words, "I love you more, spicy vixen."
"Not as much as I do, Grizzly." I debated and licked his lips. His emotions flooded into me and I felt the oceanic tide of his affections. The effect of it could have drowned me. Though I enjoyed it.
"Is that so?" He was ready to counter my statement. "I love you a hundred times more."
The disruptive coughing of our annoyed audience of omegas brought us out of our reverie. We marked each other in unconventional places.
"Sorry," I apologized to the mass and wiggled in Blayne's arms to be lowered to my feet.
As usual, he does not budge. His locked arms held me firmly against
him.
"Put me down, Blayne." I pushed against his ripped biceps.
"No," he refused and turned to start walking in the opposite direction from whence he came.
I narrowed my eyes at him, ground my teeth, and decided not to
argue in front of others. Now that I was facing the omegas in that position, taking charge again, I commanded, "Let's go people!" We passed through the cave and the exit was a long hallway in the dungeon where the cells were out of sight. The first door at the top of broad steep stairs led into the morning's gray light. We were finally outside. Nature met us once again. The fresh chilling air filling our nostrils was revitalizing. The sun would be up in an hour
or two.
Elites Phillip, Kevin, Levi, and Rohan awaited us and walked behind
the group. The entrance to the dungeon had once been a dilapidated dome. As soon as we were further away from there, a blast went off. I looked in the distance at the old crumbling dome deep in the mountains. The cave, tunnel, and dungeon were no more. Several gasps escaped the Omega lot after the shock of the explosion allayed.
Bullets. Blood. Bodies.
Sorrow.
All around us dead bodies lay on the ground of lawn grass. The fight was over. Only loss, grief, and conviction remained.
Naked men and women strolled among the dead. Some were elites
and the troops of Dark Wolverson. Others were warriors and civilians
of Venomane who were catering to their injured or dead comrades or family. Blayne took us all the way to the elegant two-story craftsman pack
house where Krymes and his family kneeled before the nude Alpha King and his Royal Beta. Elite warriors stood behind Krymes and his two commanding officers. Seeing the malevolent bunch bristled me and my wolf's hackles rose.
Shit!
The sight of an engorged Vance made me want to crumble into the
ground. Only top-tiered wolves dared to approach him because of the murderous aura that he exuded. I was in trouble. Lots of trouble.
Looking into the icy, inimical depth of his emerald eyes, goosebumps rose on my skin from the shiver of terror that went down my spine. He searched my face.