Chapter 219
I remain on the bed as the shock of the event connects to my brain. It takes a huge effort to fight the effects of the shock that’s trying to claim me but I ultimately win the war. I push myself up off the bed with my left arm before jogging lightly to the door. I stop just outside, using my nose as a guide I follow the scent of three men and a lady north through the tree line.
It takes me twenty minutes of picking my way through the thick, overgrown trail to stumble upon yet another set of shacks. Unfortunately, I don’t believe this is where they stopped, their scents aren’t strong enough to believe that they’ve spent any time here.
I continue working my way back into the woods past this second clearing hoping to find the she-wolf before they do. As I continue along the trail I find that there are fewer trees between me and the river. After another ten minutes of walking I come across another clearing, this time it appears to be the creation of an outdoor sparring ring.
About 500 square feet of trees are cleared out all the way to the river bank with a twenty foot diameter circle dug out of the ground and replaced with sand. It’s difficult to tell how often it is used but the grass surrounding it certainly isn’t neglected.
I raise my nose to the air as I never left my partial shift. The scent of sex is in the air here mixed with several other scents I don’t like. I take my time here, slowly looking around for signs of anything wrong. I barely hear her muffled screams but they most certainly are there.
I stop and close my eyes, concentrating on what I hear, trying to pinpoint where it’s coming from. I’m shocked to find it outside the tree line. I proceed with caution towards the opening of the manmade clearing uncertain to what I may find.
To my misfortune, I’m too late. Out in the open field, near another playground, a crowd of men are surrounding what smells like the she-wolf I was trying to help. The circle around the group is quite dense and I physically can’t see anything going on but I can hear everything.
Every muffled squeal of the lady, the grunts and groans of the man, the cheers of encouragement coming from the crowd. I step forward just a touch more before sniffing the air again. Fuck, no wonder they are after her, her wolf is in heat.
I’m stunned into silence as I never anticipated so many wolves and I haven’t got a clue where alpha and his backup could possibly be. I turn my aura loose once again as I build the courage I need to stop this from escalating further so close to the pup’s play area.
“What’s going on here?” I call out in my most authoritative voice I could create.
“Alpha’s on his way. You shouldn’t be doing this here.” I try again to get someone’s attention.
It works well enough that the she-wolf is able to fight her way out of the grip of the males holding her but the sex crazed horn dogs are now focused on me, pissed that I distracted them. Pissed that she got away. I know I’m in trouble as there’s now over a dozen prospects staring me down for interrupting their momentary love interest. I quickly link with Jamie.
‘Call alpha. Get him out to the western woods. There’s a small playground and a clearing that contains a sparring ring about twenty feet from the river.’
I disconnect the link before getting confirmation that he even heard me. I’ve never developed the sensitivity needed to know when someone picks up on my link, I can only hope for the best as all the prospects charge after me.
I back up several feet very quickly as they trip over one another and crumple into a large ball and for once I understand the meaning of sex crazed as the prospects who fell on top start getting pummeled by the ones on the bottom. An uncontrolled brawl breaks out in front of me and stupidly, all I can do is stare.
I’m still in shock as alpha and several trainers finally emerge on the scene. Something about their presence pushes some of the prospects my way but it’s only the three that I caught in the shack that recognize me. That pursue me. I only run a few feet before one of them grabs a hold of me.
I violently fight against their hold but somehow I’m too weak to shake him off before the other grabs me too. I’m lost in a bad way as to why I can’t fight off two betas until one of them, with his own aura blazing, grabs the back of my neck.
I yelp and scream, my fight increasing ten fold until an intense sharp pain hits the back of my head. I only have a moment to register the immense pain of the attack before another blow follows behind it, knocking me to the side. I can feel myself falling just before everything goes dark.
I slowly stir awake, completely disoriented as to where I’m at or what’s going on. It’s only as I start moving around that my nervous system comes back to life in a bad way. My head is screaming as the sounds of a massive fight assaults my ears. I want to yelp, whine and whimper from the pain that I’m in but I know in doing so that the pain would increase dramatically.
I open my eyes quickly despite the raging migraine inside me as I can easily feel the vibrations of several brawling males barely a few feet from where I lay. I push myself away from their advancing feet, collapsing again in agony as the two of them fall to the ground exactly where I was just laying.
I lay on my side panting hard as I try to recover from the sharp pain radiating through my right arm. I’m holding it tight against my chest as I rock my body side to side gearing up for getting myself out of the way again. I finally get enough nerve to roll away from the men but my effort is stopped short by the trees lining the outside of the sparring ring.
“Enough! Submit!” I can hear the alpha’s voice echoing through the trees but it’s to no avail.
I use the tree as support to get myself into a sitting position against it. Complete anarchy has broken loose and it’s difficult to keep track of who’s involved. After sitting against the tree for several minutes I get myself to my feet, grabbing hold of the tree to steady myself as I’m overcome with severe vertigo.
Once I have my bearings I attempt to step away from the tree and look around. There are so many people and wolves now that I’m dizzy just trying to separate them. I can’t differentiate between the prospects and pack members as everyone is tangled up with one another. It’s easy to tell who the lower ranks are as there are five wolves in hard submission on the ground beside the nearby playground but there's easily over a dozen still trying to fight alpha and his men.
I grab my ears as two loud pops catch me off guard. Two more pops echo through the land as the flares bust open in the air. It’s difficult for me to tell what the signal flares were meant to do. Is alpha signaling for additional help or where they meant to scare some of the wolves still fighting into submission? Unfortunately, nothing immediately happens.
“Come on Lynnie, keep up.”
I shake my head hard causing me to reach out to the tree again. I look around carefully as my adrenaline starts amping up. I couldn’t have possibly heard that right. I step back several feet as alpha is trying hard to get a hand on the neck of the prospect he’s wrestling with.
I have no understanding as to why they are refusing to submit. Does everyone get this crazy when a female is in heat? Is there something wrong with me that I can be around truly vulnerable and defenseless pups who are in heat without so much as a sexual thought towards them? I’m lost in a bad way watching the wrestling match unfolding in front of me.
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