Page 37 of Knot Their Soldier: Part One
I strike into the hard ground to loosen the soil, but it hits something solid, and the impact reverberates up the shovel, jarring my aching shoulders.
I drop the tool, collapse back into the dirt wall at my waist height, and let fly a string of words inspired by the drill instructors back on base. “Fracking cocksucker!”
A deep, raspy chuckle comes from behind me. I spin around in alarm.
I search the forest behind my dig site, straining my hearing over my panting breaths. There’s no one there. My brow furrows. I swear I heard someone. The small hairs on my sweat-soaked arms are raised in warning.
Fantastic. I’ll add paranoia and hearing things to my growing list of problems.
I wait a moment longer, studying the immediate area for movement, before turning back to glare angrily at the large rock I’ve unearthed.
“Need help you with your hole, Omega?” The raspy voice comes from directly behind me.
I scream.
Snatching up the shovel, I brandish it in front of me like a sword, hoping to catch my invisible assailant in the face. The shovel slices through thin air. This time, I know without a doubt someone is there. My instincts are raised and alert. Also, there’s a slightly familiar scent hovering nearby.
It’s hard to pin down, but reminds me of a crackling fire, and I realize that this bright, dangerous scent saturates one of the beds in the bunkhouse.
I can feel the prickle of a predator’s gaze on my scent gland.
“Who’s there?” I call into the forest, searching for any sign of movement. My voice doesn’t waver and I’m minutely proud of the achievement.
I wait, but no one appears. I sigh and lower the shovel as I turn back to the task, only to shriek in alarm.
Perched on the lip of the hole, crouched in an oddly lithe way, is an Alpha.
I didn’t even hear him approach.
How can someone with an Alpha physique move so silently?
He looks down at me with a tilt of his head like a predator about to strike. As I stare at him, a smirk slides onto his sharp features.
He’s in the same uniform as the Prime Alpha. The green material is pulled taut across his chest as his toned muscles strain against the confines.
Adrenaline courses through my veins, and my heart thumps loudly in my chest, but it’s not from fear. At least not for my safety. Instead, I’m worried about the strange, almost electric sensation which begins at the base of my skull and radiates through my body, centering on my pussy.
The Alpha smirk grows, his thin lips turning up into a feral, dark smile. Deep laugh lines etch into his handsome face. His hair is shaggy on top with shaved sides. It’s midnight black except for a shock of white that runs from his temple to behind his ear.
“What has mean old Knoxy got you doing, Sparkles?” he says in a rasping, jovial tone. His eyes betray him. His words might be casual, but I see a flicker of unpredictable energy in their icy, pale depths.
He called me Sparkles. It’s the same one etched into the name tag.
I hold the shovel tight in front of me and open my mouth to reply, but nothing comes out. Instead, I gesture at the space between us, kick the dirt on the ground near the toe of my boot, and simply state, “I’m digging a hole, sir.”
What more does he want me to say? Now he knows as much as I do.
The Alpha chuckles. It’s a low, rumbling sound that sounds like it originates from deep within his belly. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever heard, and it causes full body tingles to break out over my skin.
“If Knoxy-pants hears you calling me sir, he’ll get jealous. Call me Blaze.”
My eyes dart down at his name tag with the military crest stitched above. It’s stitched with only a call sign ‘Blaze.’ An enigma. Interesting.
With sudden grace, he stands up and effortlessly leaps into the hole beside me. He moves like a big cat in the nature documentaries I watched with Flicker last summer. It’s graceful, yet also brutally powerful and vicious.
“Poor little Omega,” he croons.. “Let me help you with this pesky rock.”
I watch him with wide eyes as he gently takes the shovel from my hands and levers the rock from the surrounding dirt and effortlessly tosses it out of the hole.
