The Alpha’s Desire 5(18)
No shock befell me when I found myself paired with Nira and Lex along with Josh and a few others. I sat after that nibbling like a mouse on a piece of cheese that Lex had insisted I eat. At the first swallow, my stomach simultaneously growled and protested the food. To keep up the best of my strength I pushed through, managed a few more bites washed down with some water. It would have to be enough. I couldn’t stop to lose my lunch in the middle of battle, and each time I heard his name the thought of seeing Daniel again turned my stomach. Having slept so little, I had a generous amount of energy without caffeine.
Chapter Six
It hadn’t taken long for word to come in via the vampire’s police contacts that Daniel’s pack was stirring up trouble at a camp ground just outside the city. The police were doing their best to get as many campers as possible to safety to prevent the innocent from getting hurt, not wanting any more deaths in the pointless war.
The police knew they themselves were no match for the pack. Their job was to keep him there while trying to save as many human lives as possible until the vampires and Royal werewolves got there. By the time we did, we scrambled from the SUVs, each going in our designated directions based on the reports coming through the police radio as to where the pack was, what they were doing according to Nira’s plan, but more importantly, what Daniel was up to.
Those deemed the distractions went first, gathering the attention of some of Daniel’s pack who were in the woods, leaving him with only a few of his key men in the cabin with him. Nira, Lex and I along with two other vampires, crouched down behind a thick patch of trees to wait. Lex and I shifted to werewolf form to utilize our pack mentality, as well as our night vision, increased ability to smell, and such, giving us as much advantage as we could.
Listening, we approached the cabin that Daniel and his pack seemed to be partying in. According to the police, only a few campers had been trapped inside, teased with fear and then tortured before the cops got the rest out of the other cabins in the area. The police had then stayed low, letting them think the cabin their spoils of war so they would celebrate, stay, until the werewolves and vampires could get there.
Luckily the plan had worked. A perk we hadn’t expected was the knowledge we had of the area. These woods were stomping grounds for paranormal types given the density of the trees and the proximity of the few cabins. No longer a hot spot, even in the summer, there were often very few humans here, and they didn’t question sounds in the woods at night.
I, on the other hand had known this summer retreat as a girl. I’d spent a few weeks here my last summer with my mother. Memories came flooding back even though I’d tried to dam them up. I didn’t need that mucking up my concentration at the moment. Though images of my mother frolicking with me in the lake, feeding the ducks, and taking long walks in the woods brought only that sort of heartbreaking joy, bittersweet, I didn’t have time for the luxury of it right now. I promised myself that I’d bring Lex back here when it was all over, share some of my memories of my mother, my childhood with him once all was safe again.
For now, I had to focus, to listen and smell, to get my bearings on my prey. The scents of food and drink overpowered, came to me first. The strong scent of raw meat beginning to spoil already filled my snout. My stomach grumbled again as my instincts to feed kicked in. As a human and werewolf, I could identify other scents as well, knowing the scent of fresh bread, baked goods, along with sugary drinks and beer. Noises came as well as they trashed the current cabin they were in. Cans opened and sprayed just as glass was broken.
It sounded like a frat party gone wrong without the loud and obnoxious music. They had the laughter down, though not drunk and goofy but maniacal. I doubted they ate or drank anything, as more I could hear them just tossing stuff and shouting nonsense about it. Anyone who saw them would have believed them drunk or high. Cupboards were emptied, I knew by the sound of cans hitting a wooden floor and someone making a pathetic joke about beans. That was followed by the splintering of wood as furniture was broken, and another ass of a wolf in human form told someone to sit there. When another said no thank you, a window shattered leaving me to assume the broken couch had gone out it.
I began to utilize my great bond with the Royal werewolf named Josh. This connection had come as a shock to me when it first materialized, but now, I had need of it. He came through loud and clear despite the ruckus. Reading his emotional reactions, I could almost read his thoughts, like Lex could with me. With my magic and his, given his Royal birth as well, Josh and I had an almost psychic connection. At times, I got flashes of what he could see, what he could smell, and more.