Chapter 35
Once my eyes opened, the feelings came back and I made Alexander tie me up again. This time he tied me up in my tent. I didn't blame him. After that lustful kiss we shared last night, I could only imagine that he would want to create space between us. When we returned last night, I was already asleep, so I had no idea what was going on, but I did hear commotion going on outside the tent and it sounded like people were working outside. Priscilla came in with a small plate of food, and my eyes flexed upon seeing her. Even through my panting and want, I managed to keep a clear mind.
"Priscilla, are you alright? Is the baby okay?" I asked. She smiled softly and nodded.
"Yes. We are both fine. Are you alright?" she questioned, and I nodded with relief in my eyes.
"Yes. What is happening?" I asked. She looked down as if discouraged.
"The attackers killed many people last night. The game has all run off so there is not enough food to feed everyone. Luckily, the wounded are healing nicely. Alpha has sent word to your military boss. He will send us anything we need." she explained. I nodded slowly. "This must be a scary and stressful time for you. I heard the men had taken you. I hope they had not…disturbed you."
I shook my head inwardly happy about her genuine concern. It seemed only she and Alexander cared for my existence. I shook my head.
"No. Your alpha got there in time." I replied, and she nodded and smiled.
"Good. I am glad. Alpha seems to really favor you amongst many of the female in the pack." she said picking up pieces of meat and placing them in my mouth. I chewed slowly sucking the juices out of the meat before swallowing.
"I don't understand why." I replied. She nodded.
"Maybe he seems something in you. I know you have not left the tent, but no one has eaten since last night. Food is scarce, yet he still wants you fed." she told. I blinked at her words obviously stunned and I really was. I could have gone a few more hours without eating.
"He should have fed you all first." I replied feeling guilty. She smiled more and shook her head holding up more meat to me. I took it into my mouth and felt a small stream of the juice slide down my chin. She wiped it away with her fingers and I could feel my body reacting very quickly to her touch.
"We are alive and well. That is what truly matters right now." she said placing the empty plate down on the ground. "There has been word that our pack will be moving somewhere. But it is merely rumors."
I wonder what that would mean for the deal Alexander made with Stryker. But there was something else I was curious about. I looked at Priscilla wants more.
"Can you and the other wolves change?" I asked. She tilted her head at me.
"I don't understand." she replied. I licked my lips some in thought.
"Last night. I saw a creature. Alexander turned into something else to save me. He is more than a mutant." I replied. She now nodded her eyes showing that she knew what I was talking about.
"In some mutants, like Alexander, they can reach a higher power when their emotions are raw and uncontrollable. By doing this, they can change. Not everyone can do this though in the animal kingdom of the mutant world. There are only five that we know of. Alexander is the fifth." she replied. I was still unsure of what she meant, but before I could question her more, the flaps open and in came Camille wearing very little, but I was use to that. She looked so worried then heavily relieved.
"Oh you are safe. Thank god. We thought those putrid cats were going to harm you." she said and Priscilla stepped back now as women began to move in to my tent. They all had bowls of water in their hands and I blinked. Priscilla merely smiled and exited the tent and I could only imagine what was going on.
"Um. No they didn't harm me." I assured her and she moved up to me taking my hands in her cheeks.
"I am so glad. For those disgusting men to have their dirty hands and blood stained claws upon you. I was very worried that you wouldn't return." she said running her fingers down my neck slowly. "Alpha has sent us to strip you and bathe you and put you in some clothes fit for a feline."
Oh this was not going to end well for me. I didn't want to admit it out loud, but I wasn't sure if Camille was just lustful as a person or she was lustful towards me. She slid down my dirty night gown and now all the females seemed to be shocked and curious.
"What is it, what's wrong?" I asked. Camille just smiled with shock as her eyes roamed my body.
"Your form… it's so delicate and perfect. Just like a feline." she said her fingers gently reaching out to attempt to graze my stomach, but she refrained. She looked up at me. "You must forgive me. When the women and I found out that we would be having a cat staying here with us, we thought you would be some stuck up, up tight creature who wanted us to tend to your every whim. You never bathed with us or integrated yourself with us and at that moment we assumed you were acting like you were too good for us, for the pack. But then I realized, you didn't want to make anyone uncomfortable and you were thinking about us the entire time. Alpha obviously respects you and so we will too."
I stared at her and listened unaware that the women of the pack had noticed about me. I didn't think I was wanted, so I wouldn't try and be in everyone's faces and attempt to make friends if they didn't want me to be friends.
Camille backed away and smiled taking a hot cloth from the water.
"Let's get you cleaned up." she said.
"I want to do her hair." A blonde haired blue eyed female said.
"I have her dress already picked out." Another said and now they began to run the water over my body and it felt amazing. I noticed the red haired woman from Alexander's tent was in there as well. She gently grazed my necklace and gave a bitter smile.
"Beautiful necklace." she said and I gave a polite smile.
"Thank you." I whispered lightly.
Normal POV
The scent of another male feline entered the noses of all the wolves working to rebuild some of their burned down homes. They growled and looked towards the entrance. Malek and Roman moved across the camp towards its entrance and a few able bodied wolves did the same. They would not be surprised again.
Victor knew he was not allowed in the borders of the camp, but he no longer cared. He could see the damaged tents and the blood on the ground as he walked. He was his black buttoned up shirt with his black coat and black matching pants. His face was dark and demonic almost. He was in no mood for being denied entrance into the pack or any back talk from the pathetic wolves around him. He came upon the camp and saw all the wolves waiting for him crouched and ready to fight. He could smell the other male scents of the lions. He could smell the blood of men, women, and children who have died last night.
He took note of some of the tents that had been burned or halfway destroyed, but in reality, he didn't give a fuck. He could smell her scent though. It danced from small placed of the camp and that's all he really cared about. This attack meant his mate was attacked, and that meant someone needed to pay for it.
"You shouldn't be here, Creed." Roman, the beta, said viciously. Victor was looking around at the damaged sight still when he heard the wolf speak. Slowly, his face turned to the beta's direction, and soon his eyes fell on the wolf.
Now his claws began to extract and Malek growled and prepared himself to leap, when slowly the crowd of wolves parted and Alexander arose from it. He was in a jean vest with no shirt on underneath and matching pants. He was serious and his eyes seemed dead and hollow. Victor looked at him with such seriousness that no one knew what was going to happen. Victor inhaled slowly and exhaled silently.
"Give her to me." was all he commanded. Everyone looked at their alpha now stunned and unsure of what he was going to say. His glare gave off the fact he didn't like to be commanded, but he looked at Roman.
"Bring her." he said lowly. Roman glanced at his alpha then looked at Victor before slowly backing away, not trusting the male feline. He had no need to. No one wanted to trust a male feline. Victor got that impression, but yet again he didn't care.
Solara's POV
The girls put me in a white tank top and a flowing blouse that covered my hips. My hair dried out into waves and the blonde female put a flowery wreath over my head. I felt clean and it felt really really good. However, it did turn me on even more feeling their hands and the cloths and the water over me. I looked at Camille.
"Thank you." I replied softly, and she smiled.
"No thank you." she said. The tent opened once more, and I thought it was Priscilla, but it was not. It was Roman. He came in and the women moved from me and he released my hands from the chains.
"What's going on?" I asked lightly and that's when I smelled him. He had Victor's scent on him. My eyes widened and snapped up to meet Romans eyes and he just nodded.
"Come on." he merely said. I wasted no time in moving around him, and out of the tent. There was a crowd formed at the end of the camp and I speed walked through the crowd and they parted as I walked. Now I saw the back of Alexander's head and I moved up to him and when I was beside him, he looked down at me. I looked from him now and forward and there he was.
Victor. His eyes fell on me with numerous emotions. I slowly smiled and moved towards him. Our arms outstretched the second we were in arms reach of each other and he took me in his arms and just looked me over. Our senses were going wild, we could smell it on each other. Now he looked up at Alexander and glared with protectiveness and dominance.
He now lifted me off my feet and held my bridal style and he kept his glare on his face the entire time as he turned from the pack and began to leave with me in his arms. I looked back at the pack and they just watched as he took me. Alexander just stared at me with a firm stare, but my look was soft and wondering. What was he thinking I wondered?
Alexander's POV
I didn't want to give her up. I did not want to see her leave, but enough blood has been spilled and whether I liked it or not I could not deny the fact: she belonged to him.
The pack began to turn and move back to their duties of trying to save what they could of the camp. Stryker would be sending supplies to us in the next hour. Camille moved by my side and watched as the two left.
"Are you really going to let her leave?" she asked curiously. Camille was more than just a bitch I fucked. She was the only female advisor I had. Roman and Malek advised me as well when I needed rare counseling, but she was smart and strong minded.
"For now." Was my only reply before taking her hand and leading her back to my tent. I was feeling anger, utter rage actually, built up inside me for I knew what that fucker Creed was going to do to Solara when they reached the base, and that thought disgusted me since I stopped myself from taking her last night. I needed to take my anger out on something. Lucky for me, Camille knew how to handle my rage. But I wonder if Solara could handle my rage?