“We should go. Meadow needs us.” She reminds me, avoiding any further bonding, and dodging my words. I nod, knowing she’s right and give myself a two-second breather and then haul off the ground with a little help from her before I smooth my hand over my stomach to check for any kind of pain or discomfort.
“Hold on in there, not much more and we’re home free. Daddy is okay. We guys are okay…. hold tight, babies.” I smile to myself, feeling Carmen’s gaze but there’s no hint of envy or jealousy, or even heartache. She stares clearly at my belly and a smile touches her face that chases away the pointed cold aloof that is always ever present. A hint that if she ever let someone remove that icy wall, a beautiful and warm soul exists inside. I sense only her desire to do what she said. Keep my unborn safe. The promise she made me.
I turn on my toes and go sprinting after Colton at hyperspeed, following his scent. I know my energy will lapse again, but for now, I have his power in me too with the efforts of his healing and I can run faster than before. Once again in control, chasing vampires and kicking the ass of the right creatures instead of us.
Let’s see how they fare now we ruined their plans and reunited our pack.
Inside The mountain
I zoom past trees, skim over fallen logs and under overhanging debris, aware I’m slower once more and I tire faster, but I fight on anyway. I need to see this through and be there to lead my people home when victory is ours. I owe them so much and from what I can see as all remaining wolves head hard towards the mountain in one wave, our numbers are vast. We didn’t seem to lose many to fighting our brothers. In fact, as I skim the faces around me, I can’t feel the sense of loss that I did earlier, and I wonder if it was merely their pain and not death.
Not one single wolf death. We did what we set out to do. Break the spell without any losses.
Carmen mind links me, seemingly understanding why I’m looking around as we run, and I smile. My heart rising in delirious happiness because I truly thought there would be an aftermath of grief and despair when the turned found out they killed some of our own. That our victory would also be the start of mourning the losses. Instead, we need to make sure it’s the same outcome at the mountain now.
It looms up over my head like a foreboding shadow, making me aware I have never ventured this far, or come this close to this beast of a grey rock. The stench and vibrations of vampires overpowers me as I get right to the overhang where we always suspected the entrance was. I can feel them in their droves. Moving, fighting, hissing in the depths of their caverns, and as my pack start to single file into the narrow tunnel entrance which has been ripped open wide by wolves in their fury to get inside, I push my way past and make a dash to get in ahead of the next wave.
Carmen’s stuck to my side, as my personal bodyguard. My mind and focus on following my mate’s scent. Like a bright shining path in the dark, I can feel him close, smell where he’s been and tremble with the force of his aggression exuding through the air as he fights for his pack within the mountain. I can sense Cesar, the sub pack, and Meadow too, all within these walls and doing what they do best.
Seeing it’s their Luna among them, some move and get out of my way, still unsure why I’m in human form, but they don’t ask. They follow at speed, flanking me like an army, knowing this is where they’re needed for sure.
The inner coven den is almost pitch black once I get away from the open entrance and my night vision takes a moment to kick in. I can still smell Colton in the air, even though the stench of blood and sweat and those rabid creatures overpowers my senses and use it as my guide as I feel my way along damp cold walls. I stumble on badly scraped, and uneven, gritty floors, cursing under my breath that my footing is useless as a human. Carmen slides beside me to offer support and I cling onto her fur instead and use her as a walking aid. It’s been dug out carelessly, and makeshift, like they never really intended this to be more than a temporary lair. There’s no home comforts or hints of human living, just a damp and cold cave. Like wild animals sheltering in the darkness and not creatures capable of civilization, like we are.
My eyes adjust, bringing the surrounding shapes into view and blood curling screams further up the incline. Coming down cut off tunnels on either side of me that fill me with dread. It’s one thing to fight them out there in the open, see them coming, and have the space around you to anticipate their attack, but another entirely to be in here, claustrophobic with poor vision and opportunity for every tunnel to be a pounce point. This is a labyrinth of cold stone and damp. Even with night vision and extreme senses, it’s still a terrifying place to try and navigate and the noises echoing around confuse the mind to where battles are ensuing.
I move fast and follow the screams that are loudest, ignoring my own pounding heartbeat and shaking limbs. Sensing Colton, sensing Meadow in the air, and surprisingly I feel Sierra behind me almost as soon as I step into a wider area of open rock that cuts off in front of me into an almost cliff like drop.
Alora, I’m with you. I’m sorry I couldn’t get back to you.
She’s panting like she’s been running hard and I’m guessing after she got free of wherever she was she came bounding back to find me and then got lost in the chaos of the broken spell. She probably heard the help cry and knew I would come this way before picking up my scent again.
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