“I have an idea of how to fix our problem.”
I disappear and get ahead of the group, scanning the canopy until I find the perfect branch. I quickly assemble my slingshot and take aim. The group appears on the trail, Justin still happily chatting about bugs. Which I might be amused by, but he’s stolen Bonnie’s attention, and she is doing her absolute utmost to avoid us.
I can still taste her on my lips. It was as good as anything I’ve ever experienced. I could live in her pussy, sustained simply by her slick and those feral gasps she made. The memory of the way her satin thighs hugged my head as she writhed and fucked my face instantly gets me hard again.
Everything about this omega gets me hard.
Nathan stalks up the track and gets to the exact spot I need him to be in. I let go of the jagged rock and send it flying to the branch. The widow maker cracks and then suddenly drops.
“Hey, Nathan, come see this,” Bonnie says.
He stops and turns around. Bonnie’s eyes watch the widow maker crash down. She presses her lips together but doesn’t react. I sit up, staring at her intently. She can’t see me, but I’ve got an uninterrupted view of her face that no one else can see.
“She fucking knows!” I whisper in awe.
Nathan squeals and jumps back, shrieking over and over.
The branch lies on the track heavily. A wasted opportunity, but maybe not so wasted.
I push up and wander back to Vale’s side and approach the group from behind.
She casts a dark look in our direction.
“She knows.”
“How?” Vale growls.
“I don’t know, but she knows what we’re doing. She saved him. She saw it. There was no surprise on her face. I’m telling you, Alpha. Our omega knows what we’re about and is actively thwarting our kills.”
Vale’s smile is dark and evil. “I’d love to know how she knows.”
“It’s going to be a fascinating mystery.”
Vale rubs his chest. “My turn.”
Over the next few hours, Vale stays quiet and unobtrusive, but then, all of a sudden, he disappears, and when he comes back, he’s running, shouting as something chases him.
All I hear is growling and screams as the betas and alphas panic and flee.
Vale sends the group racing off the trail.
Bonnie calls and tries to gather everyone back, but it’s hopeless.
I follow her discreetly as she chases after the alphas. She shouts and grabs Rojer by his pack. His arms windmill as he teeters on the edge of a cliff, about to fall to his doom.
Vale stands higher up the hill and watches as Bonnie drags the rapist back to safety.
He crouches down but doesn’t move.
She listens to Rojer shout abuse at her, but before he can hit her, Kota appears and grabs her wrist.
“Come on, we have to get back to the trail,” he says, glaring at Rojer.
They leave without seeing either of us. Or at least I think they do, right up until Bonnie turns and looks straight at where Vale is hiding himself. She doesn’t see me, though.
I walk up to Vale and crouch beside him.
He’s smiling as he draws in the dirt with a stick. Just random doodles and designs.
