Stray Puppy [BxBxB]

[Chapter 30] Voices and Rose

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Axel

"Lewy...Lewis, wake up. You've been out for a while."

I jump up from my laying position on the hard ground when I hear Seáns voice, sounding quieter and desperate. The clanking of chains is heard after his voice and a groan that wakes Tommy and Zyon. They had passed out from worry and exhaustion after all that happened, I've been awake to watch over them.

"What happened? I-I can't remember much."  Tommy sobs out in relief at Lewis's voice, dropping back against the cave wall as the fear of him being dead is lifted.

Zyon clings to my waist and searches around for them even though they're not near us, and probably won't be for some time.

More chains are heard before a deep sigh, "We..they attacked us and we..we, fuck. We fought them off."

Seán sounds bothered by whatever happened, a fight, which is odd. He had told me stories of how fun fighting with Lewis or his Brother was, how he never minded fights, or getting bloody. As long as the fight was nothing serious, like murder, he was okay with it. But now, he seems uncertain about the fight he mentioned.

Zyon climbs into my lap and hides in my armpit, disliking the tone Seán had and knowing there was a fight. He had told me he didn't like when Seán fought, I know he likes the strength Seán has and knowing he overpowered someone, but he hates that the larger man might get hurt.

"Damn. Did we..that's more blood than a simple fight, Bràthair." There is a pause, "where are we?"

"I don't know. Ethan only said something about testing us than we're being attacked. I-I must have blacked out." Seàns voice is weaker, tone vast with confusion and exhaustion.

From what I understand of the conversation so far is that they were moved and the aggressive man with West most likely put them through some type of test. I can assume that was the commotion we heard when they spoke to us, Ethan had to go check on them because something went wrong.

From the manner that woman ran past in, terrified, and missing a finger, I can guess it wasn't good.

We're so close it hurts to be able to listen but not to speak. We can hear the voices we've missed and the accents we've gone without. Now, all we need is to be able to see and feel the men belonging to these voices. See what condition they're in and help whatever it is, feel the sold bodies and muscles and beards. Seáns beard must be longer now, same with Lewis. They'll need a trim.

"Seány..." Zyon whines into my underarm, fisting my dirty shirt.

I pet down his back to ease him, "I know, Baby. We'll find them and take Seán home."

"Lewis too." Tommy cuts in, bringing his knees to his chest.

I nod, gripping his knee tightly in reassurance. "Yeah, Lewis too."

He smiles slightly at me, grateful for the comfort I'm aiming to give him. He's been uncharacteristically, but understandably, aggressive. Not to me or Zyon, mainly anyone who happens to walk past. His concern for us and our men driving him to be something he is not; a violent, angry man. Usually, he's calm and hyper, excitable, and positive.

I would most likely do exactly what he did when he tried to attack West and Ethan, although I also had Zyon to think of. Seeing me like that would've made him scared for mine, and their-his and Tommy's, safety. I don't want him to deal with unnecessary fear, he's frightened enough as it is.

We spend time just listening to Seáns and Lewis's conversation, most of it consists of talk about some kind of shift. Lewis mentions lions and hunters in a dream he had, said it was similar to what Seán had seen. Then it slowly veers off to us; what we'll think or if we're safe.