Page 41 of Knot Their Soldier: Part One
“It’s her, isn’t it? I can smell her.” Another voice resounds, much deeper than the others. It’s familiar, and I struggle to place it.
“Yes, LT, it’s her.”
They pause, the silence only broken by the haunting call of an owl, its hoot reverberating from deep within the forest.
“She’s in there,” the one called LT breathes with a hint of disbelief and trepidation. “In there, right now. Like… where we eat. Right now.”
The way he says it, it’s like he expects a wild animal to launch out of the shadows and tear his throat out.
I think I can hear Prime Asshole’s teeth grind as he confirms with a clipped, “Keep a lid on it.”
Keep a lid onwhat?
“And stick to the plan,” a third voice adds, and I immediately recognize the speaker. The Beta driver. The one from the ICU with sharp, intelligent eyes.
It’s the same thing he said this morning, and I wonder what‘the plan’is.
“We will,” Prime Asshole snaps defensively. “She’s one of us for now. We’ll treat her the same as our brothers.”
“Good luck with that. She certainly doesn’t smell like you fuckers,” Blaze says with a chuckle. “You should’ve seen her today, all sweaty and making the sexiest sounds.”
“Blaze!”
“I’m just sayin’, I think we’re fucked and this plan ain’t gonna last a week,” Blaze says, his laugh taking on a dark, sultry tone.
His laugh, so carefree and yet filled with a seductive promise, stirs something inside me – some primal instinctual urge that makes me want to rub against him. I shake my head.
They have to know I can hear them, right?
As Alphas, there is no way they don’t know I’m in here.
Do they think I can’t hear them? Surely they know an Omega has enhanced senses too.
“Why did it have to beher?” LT asks, his vowels broad and round, an accent I can’t place but am very attracted to. It sounds like he’s angry, and my fear doubles.
“More like, why us? We’re overqualified to be babysitting.”
Well, screw you too, sexy Beta.
There goes the thought that he might be on my side. He’d shown glimpses of kindness, but hearing him now, I’m certain he’d rather eat his shoe than help me.
Prime Asshole snarls and the others fall immediately silent.
“We don’t have a choice. It’s our duty to follow orders and execute them to the best of our abilities. We may not believe the outcome will be worth the effort, but we’ll perform this mission to the same high level as all the others. Is that clear?” His voice brokers no further discussion.
“Yes, Prime Alpha,” their voices boom in sync. They all seem so dominant, yet they shout the submissive words without hesitation. Knox is undoubtably the leader of this team.
They don’t want me here and I don’t want tobehere. I shove the hovering spoon into my mouth and chew the cooled stew mechanically.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
I flinch and choke on a hunk of potato.
Prime Alpha Knox stands beside me with his arms behind his back and stares down at me with a disgusted look on his face.
I gulp loudly to get the food down, spluttering ungracefully before speaking. “Oh, er. Hi, Prime Alpha.”
“Who gave you permission to take that?”
