Prints on our hearts

Chapter Twenty One

            Charles did not return for the night. Alex laid against the cage as James reaches through and held her hand. She had been thinking hard about her plan for the past hour. She knew that Charles was listening to them somehow. She remembered when James once taught her norse code. She looked down to his hand and began to tap her secret message. After about another hour, they had discussed the plan through and were relaxing to go to sleep. The lights high above them shut off and they were left in the dark, just as Alex had hoped. Underneath her blanket, she focused on changing one piece of her body without the rest. By the time she was asleep, she had successfully changed her hands and her head quickly without changing the rest. Her plan was falling perfectly in place. The only thing she was unsure about was whether or not James would let her go through with this. He has seemed very adamant about not going through with it. Did they really have a choice though? There may not be anyone coming for them. If they did not escape soon, Charles would have his way with her. She had been seductive to save their asses before just never allowed anything this foul to happen before. She was praying that somehow, Amelia had arrived home safely. As the darkness encompassed her mind, she feared the day ahead. As the lights flashed back on in the morning, Alex quickly prepared herself. She was mentally ready but as she looked herself over she realized she wasn't quite as appealing as she could be. She grabbed the front of her shirt and carefully cut it open with her claw. Her cleavage popped quite nicely. James sat uneasily in his cage. Every fiber in his being screamed that this was bad. He had to admit that he was proud of Alex thinking so far into this all on her own. He had taught her well. Alex inwardly cringed as the footfalls of Charles grew ever so close. She leaned back on her bed and began to pick at her nails, seemingly bored. When she looked up, he stood there with two men. They had a large drape in there arms. Charles allowed them into Alex's cage so they could string it up. Her view of James was blocked. He growled in response but was simply ignored. Charles waved his hand to the men who practically ran away. As he closed the door and stepped up to her, James began to growl more. "The only reason I keep that wretched beast is for you, but if you don't quiet him down then I will but him down.", Charles said calmly as if he were merely talking about the weather. Alex reached up to his neck. "Or course. James darling, please keep quiet.", Alex said just as calmly as Charles had. James immediately stopped his growling. Charles ran his hands up Alex's sides. His hands were larger and rougher than Alma's but she would have to make do with what she had. Swallowing her pride, she made the first move. Charles was taken aback as Alex crashed her lips to his. He growled with excitement as he lifted her up. His large hands holding her rear made her feel disgusted but she had to go through with this if they had any chance to escape. As he laid Alex down on the bed and began to shower her neck in kisses, Alex noticed the first- aid kit. Wolves should heal quickly on their own unless they were among the lowest of the ranks. Finally Alex pieced everything together. He was an omega, probably cast out by his pack and started his own with abandoned evil peculiars. She forced a whimper out as he slid his hands over her chest. With him on top there was no way she could get the upper hands. She took a steadying breath and kissed him hard. It gave her just enough leave way to flip him over. She straddled him lap and held him down. His loose t-shirt was soon torn open. He growled in response and pulled her head roughly down to kiss him. She fought hard not to let his tongue in her mouth but failed. He simply believed she was teasing. She began to feel his arousal pressing against her. She leaned down to nip at his neck. His heart was pounding and his blood was pumping hard. He would be easily subdued now in this state. In the distance, Alex could have sworn she heard what appeared to be gunfire in the distance. Shaking it off, she ran her nails down his chest. He was beginning to grown impatient with her and flipped her roughly to the bed. She gasped in surprise as her shirt was ripped from her body. He was kneeling over her at just the right position for her to rub her knee against him. He let out a low deep moan and began to fumble with her pants when the gunfire became very noticeable. He stopped his advance and stood up with a long growl. "What the hell is that?", he said, his voice deep and husky. She quickly stood and wrapped her arms around him. "Let them take care of it. Please!", She begged. That caught his attention enough to turn back towards her. She noticed his fangs had grown long. She had to be careful not to let him mark her. She leaned up and kissed him once softly. Her hands than began to fumble with his belt. He watched her carefully with dark eyes when an explosion rang out. He turned once again and began to go for the door. "You aren't going to just leave a lady in need are you?", she called out to him readying herself to strike. He growled and in an instant she was pressed up against the cage. He roughly tugged at her pants causing them to tear easily. She was now in just her underwear and bra. He set her feet on the floor and began to fumble with his own pants when the gunfire entered the building. As he turned once again, Alex made her move. Her hand grew out to a large wolf's paw, her nails sharpened into claws. He turned back to her. "My darling we will have to finish this-", before he could finish, she swiped her paw at him, her claws dug deep into his throat. He screamed out in pain and utter horror as she blood sprayed up at Alex. He tumbled to the ground grabbing at his throat. He blood splattered across Alex's face. She growled a deep primal growl and knelt down to finish the job and more gunfire began ringing out fairly close by. His eyes held pure terror as she raised her paw to swipe at him again. This time she caught his jugular and he began to bleed out in seconds. She reached down to his pants and grabbed the keys. No longer able to keep his silence, James called out to her. "Alex are you alright? Did you plan the gun fire too?", he shouted to her. She opened her door and walked to his with a wide smile. As soon as she had his door open, he swooped her up into a bear hug. She was sure she heard a purr erupt from his throat. Their happy moment was broken by terribly nearby gunfire. They both turned and ran towards the sound. Just as they were rounding a corner, one of Charles' men ran at them. Before he could get to them, a large ax flew from nowhere and right into his skull. He fell to the ground lifeless. James reached down and snatched his gun. They jumped around the corner to see a bloodied Raoul standing surrounded by dead men. His face lit up at the sight of Alex. He dropped the rifle in his hands and grabbed her hard. "Oh I thought I had lost you again!", he said happily holding her. She hugged him back and grabbed a rifle from on the the bodies once he had let go. There was so much Alex wanted to say and to explain but all that she could manage was "Thank you." He nodded and turned to go back out the way they came. Alex grew uncomfortable in just her underwear but seemingly had no choice. As they all ran out to a large truck, a small group of about five men came running around the corner of the building. They began to rapidly fire at them. As a few men provided cover fire from the truck, James, Alex, And Raoul managed to get inside the truck. Alex looked to see three of the men dead and the other two running away. They all climbed into the truck as Raoul frantically started his truck. Everyone was covered in sweat and many in blood. Alex wiped the blood from her face and stared at the crimson covering her hand. She had done it. She had killed him and survived. She cracked a large smile. Adrenaline pumped through her body as she put the rifle down and leaned back. As they raced down the road, Alex began to calm down and with the calm came a strong sharp pain. She grit her teeth and looked down her side to see a bloodied hole. "Agh! I've been shot!", she said as panic began to creep into her. She pressed her hand to it in an attempt to stop the bleeding. James leaned over and pressed his hand onto hers. "We have to hurry! This looks bad!", he said, panic very clear in his voice. The truck lurched forwards as Raoul slammed on the gas pedal. Tears began falling down Alex's cheek. "James. I need you to do something for me.", she said trying to prevent her voice from cracking. He shook his head hard. "No you will do it! You will be okay!", he said as tears began stinging his eyes. Raoul began to curse loudly from the front seat as he glanced back to see all the blood on her bare stomach. "James. Listen to me. Protect Alma. Tell her I love her. Keep her safe. Keep Amelia safe. Tell them all how much I love them James. It's important.", she said as her voice began to fade. She was losing blood too quickly. James nodded and kissed her head. "You will be okay I promise.", he said trying to keep pressure on the hole as the truck bounced around. She nodded and her eyes began to drift close. "Alma.", she whispered as her eyes closed. The last thing she heard was James screaming her name. Trying to keep her awake.