Clementine:
Ian and I stood there, listening to their conversations. It seemed like none of them carried any heart.
"Come on, where is the footage? Are we getting any sex?" someone else commented, making me clench tighter around Ianβs hand.
We both looked at each other as we listened to the complaints. I wanted to burst in and expose them, but that would have been a stupid move.
More specifically, it would mean exposing myself without any backup.
I had Ian, but at this point, both of us had kept our wolves hidden from the others.
That also would not help our purpose. If they see us here, they would forbid us, restrict us, and even fight us if we tried to go out and tell the world.
"Letβs take the tapes and go to the council members," I told him.
As soon as I said that, Ian nodded. That seemed like the only plan.
He grabbed the tapes and started to step away. I watched him stare at the titles, and I could tell he felt the same way I had when I first saw them.
His body tensed, disgust crossing his face, before he straightened his back and headed toward the way out.
That was where the main problem began. There was no other option except to swim through. The tapes would get ruined that way.
"What now?" I asked Ian.
"You have to go to the other side, and Iβll toss them to you. You have to catch them," he replied, the cold wind brushing against his bare abs.
"Do you think you can do this?" he questioned.
I gave him an obvious look before rolling my eyes.
"Of course I can, Ian," I remarked.
My confidence made him smirk as he waited for me to swim through. I swam to the other side, which was farther than expected, and not the main area where the pack members could easily see us.
It was only a rocky edge of the river. I did not even know what lay beyond it, or if another river flowed behind it.
For now, we had to continue by tossing the tapes to each other and finding safe zones.
Once I had the tapes, I watched Ian swim toward me. When he reached the ground, we looked around for another safe place.
"That ground over there," I remarked, pointing toward the farthest stretch ahead.
Ian nodded.
"Iβll go first this time," he stated, swimming across the river and reaching the ground.
I lifted the tapes and swung them like a frisbee. He caught them one by one. Then I swam through, feeling the ground steady beneath my feet.
This time, I moved ahead and searched for a secure spot. I raised my arms and caught the tapes when Ian tossed them.
I held them tightly, securing them on a dry ledge between the rocks. I glanced back at him, and he nodded once before moving closer.
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