Mate inbreeding (Lone Star Pack 3)

Once call

Hector's POV

"Fu*k where are you," I curse as I dug through the rubble that was scattered all over the bunker.

I was going to die here, drowning underground with with this bastard.

As I search frantically for the phone that Klarc gave me.

It was a satellite phone that could be used from anywhere in the world.

It didn't lose signal no matter the location, it was my only means of communicating with outside.

And now it was our only way out, "I have to get that phone," I said as I continued to search.

Once I have the phone I could call for help Otis and the boys would come in a heart beat.

Klarc would probably dismiss my plea for help.

The only problem with my plan was him.

He was my mate that the moon choose for me, i don't want to question the moon but this was a big mistake.

Were too incompatible, everything about him is all wrong.

Not that he's not okay but he's not just right for me.

I wanted to reject him but I was too much of a coward to face him.

And I couldn't do it now while the poor bastards weak and injured.

"My rejection would probably kill him and I didn't want his death on my hands," I told myself.

"Yeah I don't want you to die, that's why I haven't rejected you as yet," I told him in my mind.

"When we leave here I'll defiantly reject him then," I thought as I continue to search.

"Yeah and once I reject him and he leaves, I'll find myself a nice gal and make some pups," I said in my mind and smiled to myself.

I was pulled from my inner thoughts as my injured hand got hit my a piece of pipe that was in the rubble.

I cringed in pain as my wound opens up and starts to bleed. "Fu*k," I curse as the pain gets worse.

While holding my hand, I saw the phone in the rubble.

Using my hands I blocked out the pain and clear the rubble then took up the phone.

"It was no iPhone but it was still amazing," I thought as I dialed out to Otis number.

The line rang and rang finally there was an answer.

"Hello," I heard as Otis answered his phone.

"Otis thank good," I'm trapped in the tunnel and its flooding.

"Hello hello, I can't hear you," he says.

As he speaks I could hear music in the background "those ungrateful sons of bitches must be at the club enjoining themselves while I'm stuck here with a horny wolf," I thought.

"Otis, listen-,"

"Buzz shh shah zzzz," sounds and the call drops.

I tried to get it working again but it was no use, no matter how hard I tried it would not call out.

"Dam fu*cking piece of shit ####***###." I said.

My one way out of this place just stop working.

"I guess this will be my grave," I tell myself as I give up.

"I can help,"my mate says as he grunts in pain and sits up on mattress.

Watching him sit up affected me in many ways.