Chapter 36 MOUNTAIN ROGUES
VANCE'S POV
"Alpha, I spot 50 wolves coming our way."An elite reported.
"Get the warriors and elites in position. We will meet them in the pavilions and battle there. Remember to take a few hostages. Allow only five to live so that we can follow them back to their hideout. Kill the rest." I commanded through our werewolf's telepathic connection.
Miriam had implemented the protective shield around the pack territory after broadcasting that Hank would be executed in two days. I knew that would force his associates to act quickly. I also created holes in our patrol system to attract them into seeing opportunities to attack. We waited for them to make the first move and made it seem that we were laid back.
The Luna ceremony was the event that I gambled on, but I am grateful for its success. The rogues came after its conclusion, but not in the way that I had expected.
Each elite had a team of warriors positioned at different layers as a counter-attack measure. Blayne, Duke, and I would be at the first point of contact in the battle. Twenty elites and their warriors were there with us to have a total of a thousand wolves. I never underestimate my opponent. Fifty rogues, with other hiding, could easily grow in numbers.
The second layer of elite and their warriors would be acutely one hundred meters away, while the third waited in position another eighty meters behind them. The rest of the elites were scouting in trees and on building tops to shoot anything sneaking through our territory to protect our mates and children at the bunker. This was done at all angles of the pack so that their formation was circular. I liked being prepared for the unexpected.
A she-wolf came to the front. She had two male wolves at her right and left sides. My Beta and Gamma mimicked the same as I met her midway in the clearing of the blackness of the night.
Her wolf eyes were rigidly fixed on my Gamma. I peered to the side to view his reaction, and he was taken by her too. Both had that expression where they were fighting to control something within them. I wondered if they were mates but only he could confirm that. I didn't recognize any of these faces as they all transformed into their human.
She was a short woman, about 5 feet 3 inches with short blond hair and sea-green eyes. Her face had a scar across the eyebrow but it didn't take anything from her good looks. She held a fierce façade and I allowed my wolf to sense her abilities.
"Identify yourself," I said sternly.
"My name is Cleopatra Carr, I am a rogue and came for a truce under the Rogue Integration law." She gestured with her hands to indicate the rest of the rogues with her. "These are those who are willing to be a part of that truce providing that we can maintain our freedom."
The name rang a bell and Blayne confirmed her identity through the mind-link. She was the leader of the mountain rogues that have dwelt in peace, exempting themselves from being a part of the werewolf kingdom to establish themselves as a community. "What exactly would this truce entail?"
It was odd that these ostracized bunch came in their numbers to seek me out. Something had to impel them to be here for a so- called truce. I was wary that this could be a docile approach to attack us but we held our ground knowing that we were prepared for whatever she had in mind. They could not enter the barrier without my blood taken as an oath and allegiance to me.
"First, we confess that we are here after suffering several attacks from Hank Floyd. He attacked to force us to join him, and so we lost a lot of our people. We are aware that he confiscated your weapons secretly with the help of others in your pack. I know this because he used them on my rogues and your signature is famous. Our purpose is not to fight but to live a peaceful life, without failure of the laws. Some of us ran away from our initial packs because of abuse and slavery. We want a chance to have our pack so that we can be a family on our own, without the fear of traveling and seeking employment. As a council member, we ask that you help us to achieve this so that we can focus on building each other instead of animosity."
Was this a joke? "If that is your true intention have it written and all the names of the rogues who will be a part of your so- called pack and bring that to me. You will also have to provide a testimony report regarding the attacks of Hank Floyd and your sufferings."
She nodded and ever so often her gaze drifted to Blayne. Was he flirting with her or something? There was no mind-link between them because they were not of the same pack. "Do you have an interest in my Gamma?"
"No, I might have seen him somewhere before, that's all." Blayne quite expressionless looked away at the moon.
"Where have you hailed from?" Duke inquired. I was certain that he had picked up on the chemistry between our friend and this female rogue.
"We have been residing in the skirts of the Regant Mountains hiding out from fear of your tyranny." Her smug statement formed judgment in my mind of her arrogant character.
Except for my two dearest pals, everyone around me bowed to the ground as my emerald green eyes turned onyx as I growled thunderously. The silence impregnated the atmosphere so that not even a shuffle in the grass or the chirping of crickets could be heard.
"Did you come here to fucking insult me? Are you here for a death wish?" My frightening tone made her shiver before me. Not raising her dimmed eyes to meet mine, because that would be her signal of challenging me, she recanted by saying "I am sorry High Alpha, my words were not properly thought of before I said them. I beg for your forgiveness."
"Let this be your last offense." Despite her weak sincerity, the fear and tremor in her voice denoted that my tone had achieved its goal to harshly reprimand her. My anger subsided at the thought of Sianna. This was the third time that she has crossed my mind since I came out to meet these rogues.
"Where are the rest of your rogues? Surely this is not everyone." Duke injected.
"The rest remains in the mountains waiting for our return. We did not travel in our entirety just in case we are shunned." She glared at the Gamma and raked her eyes over him. Her nakedness in front of these men did not disturb her, except that she found the Gamma's attention offensive.
"You may rise," They all stood but with eyes kept down for caution to not repeat an offense. "Go back with your people and do as you are ordered, but you, Cleopatra will return here in three days." My night was interrupted because of this foolishness. I scoffed internally and my wolf wanted to rip them apart from destroying a good event and being rude. "Gamma Blayne and his warriors will travel with you. Any harm done to any of my people would endorse execution on all of yours."
Blayne screwed his face in disagreement and coughed intentionally to articulate the disinclination. In that moment, my wolf brought my mind to Sianna. This meeting must be adjourned quickly.
"I understand." She complied.
Her overbearing self-confidence required a toning down, and I would deliver that if she dared to err a second time.
"Wait here for an hour and a half for him to prepare and come back to you."
We walked away from her and once out of hearing range, Blayne complained and rambled "Alpha, why are you sending me with her? Usually, it's either they want to join our pack or we annihilate them on spot. I see no reason to think that they suddenly want an alliance with us overnight."
My eyebrows crunched upwards, I tried to control the power in my tone when I responded to him, "Aren't you going to see why your mate is refusing to acknowledge the bond between you and her?" I was taken aback by his words. "Or should I kill your mate?"
Blayne gulped as he thought I wouldn't have known. "She doesn't need one and I am fine with my own life." He mumbled. " Why should I want to be with a woman who clearly hates my guts? If her eyes were knives, I'd be dead."
"You have your orders, Gamma." I finalized and he sighed in defeat.
Duke was amused by the exchange of words and glanced at our friend comically. Shaking his head he remarked, "Time to settle down, love machine."
He ran and Blayne chased after him. I didn't give the all-clear on my pack until Blayne left with the rogues. I got to the bunker to find my sleeping Luna and took her home. I planned to honeymoon with her for the next two days. Duke would be in charge until we returned.
But why does Sianna have Curtis' scent all over her? His wolf churned with burning anger.
(Next Day)
I left instructions for Duke to send out the elites to investigate the Howlers Pack. They were to seize all of our weapons and hold as evidence and monitor the Alpha, Beta and Gamma with their families, of which a total lock down of the pack will be done upon my return from honeymooning with Sianna. I have yet to do my first run with Sianna, I haven't met her wolf yet and mine was being irksome with not having his time with her.
I chose not to get into another Curtis discussion with her because this was to be our two day honeymoon. As soon as things quiet down among the pack I will take her away again for some secluded romance time. We had taken my private jet to Hawaii, Sianna has never been there before and I owned one of the hotels there.
She slept on the plane and woke just before we landed. She enjoyed the view and land marks as we traveled to the hotel to settle in the room. First on my list was to get her something to eat, she could rest a bit, and then we go out for dinner and a beach walk. Sianna was feeling rather zestful and opted to eat and tour the hotel. Her baby bump was not showing yet and she was thankful that she could still wear her sexy bikinis for me. She was enamored by the beauty of the island.
I found a shade and placed the beach chair there while she ran passed me into the water. By the time I joined her she was splashing handfuls of sea water onto my upper body. I went underneath the water and swam to her feet, coming up behind her and grabbed her waist. She squealed with laughter and hugged me. We kissed in copious amounts, not getting enough of each other. She was happy, and I was happy. This was the times that I lived for.
Back in the hotel room we took a shower together. As I bathed, trying to behave myself, her tiny hands wrapped around my waist. I lowered the water force and brushed my hair. "Firecat," I whispered as I felt her lips on my skin, kissing every part of my chest. "Only you can set my body on fire, you are such a tease."
"Only for you baby," She muttered sexily. I placed my palm on her cheek, cradling her cheek and stared into her eyes.
"You are so beautiful," I rested my forehead on hers, and slowly pulled her legs up off the floor. She automatically wrapped her arms around my neck, and her legs around my waist. Her ass sat on my cock.
"Sexy lips, so succulent," I kissed her softly and touched her eyes. "Your eyes are so alluring, as beautiful as your hair."
She smiled and bit her lower lips. She seemed indulged in my appreciation of her. I wanted her to feel my pure love daily. And these moments would be our special times together.
"You are a true beauty, I'm glad you chose me." I whispered in her earlobe hoping to send tingles to her spine. She shivered and then giggled cutely. She pulled my face closer.
I left the showered running and pressed her back against the wall, my two hands holding her ass in support. "I love you so
much."
"I love you too, babe. I adore you, my sweet husband. We deserved each other so less talking and fuck me, wolfie." My eyes searched hers to verify her words and I nodded.
I fisted my cock with my hands and lined it up against her core entrance. She let out a small gasp as I tentatively sunk her down on it, until fully in. Her fingers were digging on my shoulder blades which turned me on more.
I groaned and she moaned, our pleasured sounds coupled with the slapping of my skin against hers created an erotic rhythm inside the bathroom. I kissed her anywhere my lips found, and bit her neck leaving hickey marks along the way while making love to her slowly and erotically.
"My goddess, my woman, you're mine." I groaned as I fucked her into oblivion. "I'll always be yours."
"Oh!" was all that she could say between moans. "I'm......yours. Only.......yours......oh....Vance!"
I groaned throatily and kept hitting that same spot over and over. I knew that she was on the brink. I loved her facial expressions as she orgasmed. Her wall began to contract with spasms as she was taken to the heights of her climax, clamping down on my cock. I came right after, spreading my juices inside her as she kissed my muffling groans.
"That was hot!" She told me as we stayed in that position coming down from our highs. I chuckled feeling proud of a job well done. "I feel weak."
Despite her saying that, I was far from being done. My dick loved her soft gummy walls. I began moving inside her again.
"Baby," she groaned and smiled softly.
"I'm just enjoying what rightfully belongs to me." I told her with my bad boy smirk. "You're delicious. Burn me out, baby." "I love ...... how you.......... fuck me!" She panted, "Your cock.....mmmm.....sweet." Her words driving me insane. Her voice like a siren hypnotizing my desire for more.
After making love I helped her to bathe and wash her hair. We got back inside the room wearing our robes only. She was feeling tired so I ordered room service. Not long after she laid down on the bed taking in my every movement. She smiled lazily, "I love you." Then she closed her heavy eyelids and slept. I gazed lovingly at her sleeping form, listening to the sound of her and my
child's heartbeats.
The next day we toured the island and went to all of the tourist attractions. I stole kisses as much as I could. I sent naughty thoughts to her and basked in the scent of her arousal. She was too subconscious about others smelling her fluids but I loved the scent of it, so I didn't really care. It was a promise to do all those things to her before I went home.
I was the happiest man in the world.