Octavia didn’t want to get up; she didn’t want to leave Clarke’s warmth but the omega had already awoken. Clarke slowly nudged the alpha awake and heard as O grumbled something unintelligible and tightened her hold on Clarke’s waist. Clarke just smiled and tenderly started kissing Octavia’s cheek and sweetly attempting to wake up the alpha. After a while, she was successful. When blue-green eyes slowly opened, Clarke’s held in her breath; something about O’s eyes was so mesmerizing, so fascinating and she wanted to stare at them all day. She saw as the alpha’s expression slowly changed into a wide smile.
“Come on O, get up. It’s almost time for you guys to leave,” Clarke told her as she buried her face in Octavia’s neck and inhaled the alpha’s scent. Grumbling a little, Octavia reluctantly loosened her grip on the omega’s waist and started to get up. They heard a noise coming from the dropship and looked to see as Raven and Ash came out and started making their way towards them. A little while later, Bellamy joined them while enjoying a piece of grilled boar.
“Ready?” Ash asked a little later after she and O had a quick bite to eat and their backpacks were stocked with some smoked meat, water and an extra pair of boxers for the siblings in case they needed to shift. The Purebloods nodded and they made their way towards the gate.
“Please be careful,” Clarke told Octavia as she gave the alpha a sweet, tender kiss that the alpha eagerly returned.
“Don’t worry, we’ll be fine,” Octavia simply told her. The morning was chilly, so Raven removed her red bomber jacket and gave it Ash.
“So, you don’t feel cold. It’s thicker than yours,” she simply said. Ash took the jacket and put it on. She inhaled deeply; the jacket had Raven’s scent and she felt warm and safe.
The trio then made their way silently outside the gates as Clarke and Raven watched them head towards the dark forest. They walk for about an hour and half and by this time, the sun is already shining it’s rays towards the forest floor. When the trio arrives close to the men's campsite, they crouch down and observe. The campsite is empty however, their sleeping bags are tightly rolled and placed against a fallen log. The fire is extinguished but there is still the smell of smoke so the trio continue observing. After deeming it safe, Octavia motions for them to get closer and they do so, cautiously of course. They are about ten feet from the campsite when Bellamy gets up and scans the area keenly. He sees and hears nothing so he says calmly, “Maybe they’ve gone hunting or something. I don’t see them.”
Octavia inhales and says, “Their scent is very mild but I think they’ll come back. They left their gear.” Ash gets a little closer to the items. The sleeping gear is mostly made out of furs.
“Maybe wolf or bear,” she muses to herself and continues looking at the items without touching them. She notices some wooden cups and plates but her eye catches a little brown bag made of animal skin. Curiosity gets the best of her and she picks it up. When she opens the bag, her olfactory sense is bombarded with a plethora of different smells.
"Hmm… this smells nice. I wonder what it is?" she asks nobody in particular as her tastes buds make her mouth water. Octavia gets closer and sniffs then turns her head to the other side and sneezes.
"I guess that smell is not for me," she says clearing her throat. Bellamy gets closer now since curiosity gets the best of him as well and sniffs. It doesn't take long for him to turn his head and sneeze as well. Ash looks at him and lightly chuckles.
"Guess the Blake's are allergic to whatever this is," she says smiling mischievously at the duo.
After setting the bag down, she continues looking around, seeing nothing of importance. Approximately twenty minutes has passed since they have been in the campsite when O hears a noise. It's very light steps and she recognizes it as the alpha men so she alerts the rest and they hide behind some bushes. When the men arrive, they immediately notice the different scents. They speak in a foreign language that the trio don't recognize and they watch as the older, lighter skinned man unsheathes his sword. The other, younger man simply looks around the campsite to see if he can get a better lock of the different scents. They continue talking while scanning the area.
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Where We Come From ✅ [Complete]
WerewolfA story in which we must know where we come from in order to know where we are going and who we are. The Ark is controlled by the Elites made up of the Chancellor, Council and highly specialized professionals. The Elites have rigorously altered thei...