Chapter 42
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.The arrow rested against the nocking point as I gripped the bow tightly. Sweat was dripping from my forehead and causing my curly bangs to stick to the side of my face. I took a slow breath, as I watched from my perch on the tree.
I was high up, and against the direction of wind, so as long as no one came from behind me then they wouldn't be able to smell me or see me from up the tree. The branches obscured my form, but I was covered with dark pants and a black hoodie just in case.
As much as I wanted to be the one to actually break Rafa out of the Vernal cells, I knew that wasn't going to happen. I was too recognisable now – perhaps if I hadn't paraded around showing everyone my transformation after my Shift I could have slipped by unnoticed. But, everyone knew my face now.
However, no one knew Javier's face. So, he – along with Chris – were in charge of getting into the cells and getting Rafa and the two girls from Yellowstone out of the cells. In all fairness we didn't actually need to let Rafa go, because we only needed the two Yellowstone Wolves, but we knew that Rafa would rat us out if we didn't take him with us.
I didn't even agree with this part of the plan, but when Seth put his mind to something then he put his mind to something. And, he was determined to not only take over the Black Bloods Pack and get the Equinox Pack back, but to also right that wrong from ten years ago. He was going to finally set those Yellowstone Wolves free...well if they wanted to return.
Thinking of Yemi and how desperately he wanted to return to Yellowstone made me wonder how many would actually take up our offer. But, Seth wanted to set things right so that was what he was going to do – offer them positions back in his Pack once he became Alpha once more.
But, we needed those Yellowstone girls – Kim and Mia – to go back to their families and bring them back if they wanted it. But since the Council had problems containing them – as it appeared both Kim and Mia were violent and aggressive – they were being kept in the cells along with Rafa.
I watched as Chris and Javier walked towards the entrance of the building. There were only two guards they'd have to get past – one manning the door and one inside the building. Vernal Pack was a small one and the three prisoners they currently held was the busiest the cells had ever been.
Javier hung back slightly as Chris walked up to the guard at the door, chatting slightly. From my position in the tree I couldn't hear the conversation but the guard didn't seem to be on edge or think it was all that weird. He probably knew Chris, heck I probably knew the guy, so he didn't think it weird that Chris was asking questions – especially since Chris had recently Shifted for the first time.
The guard and Chris walked off and around the building chatting. I wasn't sure what Chris had actually said to make him leave his post, but he'd done his job well. Now, it was over to Javier.
With the guard gone, Javier slid into the building through the door and he was gone from out of sight. I stayed perched on the branch, arrow reading to fly from my bow at the first sign of trouble, as the minutes ticked by.
My stomach was rolling as a minute went passed. Then two minutes. Then three. And finally a forth.
And then Chris and the guard came walking back. I rested the bow down and quickly cupped my hands together, blowing into them and sounding a bird call across the forest and into the clearing where the cells were. Chris faltered a step, realising my warning, but the guard didn't seem to notice.
Chris quickly began trying to pull the guard back to wherever they had just come from, but the guard was shaking his head negatively. And it was at that moment that the door opened and Javier stepped out – Rafa's arm slung over his as he helped him walk.
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The two Yellowstone girls – Mia and Kim – were close behind them as they stepped out into the moonlight lit night. The guard yelled in shock and reached out to grab them, but luckily for us Chris was quickly. Knocking a punch straight into the guard's face as I got my bow and arrow back into position.
The guard swayed but didn't falter, as Chris and he began to fight. I growled in annoyance as my best friend got in the way of my shot and I knew that with them fighting I was never going to be able to hit the guard without hitting Chris – not matter how Olympic standard my shooting was.
I quickly threw my bow over my shoulder and jumped from the tree. My feet hit the crowd with a thump as I landed in a crouch that was more cat than it was Wolf. I knew that Chris needed back up, but as I sprinted towards the group Javier dropped Rafa and jumped in to help Chris.
"Get them to the truck" Javier yelled at me as I raced from the tree line. Then he dived into the fight, as Chris took a bit hit from the guard. My heart raced in fear for my best friend, but I knew that with Javier's help that he'd be just fine. The boys could take care of each other, I had to worry about the hostages.
I reached the group and turned to Rafa and the girls. "Can you walk?" I breathed out, eyes boring into Rafa's.
He seemed slightly blown away by the entire situation. Kim, the taller and harsher looking of the two woman, didn't even seem fazed. "I've got him. Let's get out of here". She threw Rafa's arm over her shoulder and started towards me – her sister Mia was right beside her.
I gave a glance at Chris and Javier, who although still fighting, were obviously winning. Taking a deep breath, and knowing they could take care of themselves, I turned my back to them. "This way, we have to hurry" I said, before taking off back towards the trees.
I pulled my bow off my back as I ran, loading an arrow without even having to look. I kept the arrow facing to the ground, but I was alert and ready to shoot at any moment. I ran through the forests, brushing through branches and vegetation – one of them scratched my face and drew blood, but I didn't even pause.
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