Kiss Of The Alpha : A YA Paranormal Romance

Chapter 66: Chapter 66

Heather

I swallowed, and did it. Brent muffled his cry. I knew it wasn’t me who had put the chains there, but causing him pain still sucked. "You okay?"

"I’ll be fine now. Hurry. We have to go." Brent glanced up at the hole in the ceiling and then out to the sleeping vampires. "They should be up already."

He didn’t have to tell me twice. I quickly unchained Mr. Langdon, Donovan, and Sebastian.

Adrian started growling. Xander and Leslie quickly followed.

"Well, it was a fine attempt, but we will fight our way out after all," Sebastian said. The three alphas shifted into their wolf form quickly.

The cavern was silent, except for the soft growls of the wolves who now stood in a circle around Serena, Brent, and I. Movement rippled through the cavern as the vampires slipped soundlessly from dead to undead.

"Aren’t you going to shift?" I asked Brent.

"Not yet. What’s in your bags?"

I couldn’t look away from the vampires. There were so many.

"Heather," Brent said.

Shit. I was panicking.

"Her bruja cousin made them for us. Weapons," Serena said. "Holy water."

Brent took my pack from me and un-zipped it.

I had a second to think before I was soaked. "What the hell!" I wiped the water from my eyes.

"And she’s back," Serena said. She held up a bottle with a black cross on it over her head and dumped the contents. "Makes it harder for them to grab onto you if you burn the shit out of them."

"Here." Brent handed me a large water gun, and then stuck two small ones in my back pockets. He pulled out some little glass vials filled with red and yellow grains and some green flakes. "I love your family."

"You’ve never really met my family. Hell, I just met my family." I grabbed one of them. "What is that?"

"They’re spells. But from the color, they may as well be grenades."

Serena pulled out some vials filled with blue liquid. "I didn’t get any like yours, but I did get these!"

"I don’t know what those are," Brent said. "I’ve never seen anything like it. How many do you have?"

"Your cousin was right," Serena said. "I know exactly what to do with them. I’ve got three and that’s plenty. These fuckers pack a punch."

Brent muttered something and threw one of the red and yellow ones into the cave. An explosion reverberated against the walls. I put away my flashlight as the burning vampires lit up the cavern.

"Enough with the pow-wow. We’re out of time," Serena said.

"Right before you throw the vial, say, ’In the name of Jesus Christ, I purify you.’"

"Seriously."

"Yes. It doesn’t have to be exactly that, but the intention in your head and heart when you throw it needs to be that. And you need to really feel it and believe it for it to work. That’s the thing with brujos. They’ve got a bit of Catholicism mixed in with everything they do." Brent kissed me. His lips were firm for a second, and then softened. "Stay beside me."

His clothes ripped and fell to the floor as he shifted forms.

"The wolves brought us some of their own for breakfast," one vampire’s voice rang through the cavern. "And a witchblood."

A vampire floated above the rest. I left my backpack unzipped and put it on backwards. I stood, palming one of the vials in one hand and my holy water gun in the other. As the vampire gained speed, moving toward me, I threw the vial and said the words.

The explosion was easily three times as big as the one Brent’s gave off. The vampire screamed as decayed flesh melted from its bones. Flames rained down on the vampires below, burning them to a crisp.

All movement in the cavern stopped for a moment.

And then hell broke loose as the vampires in front swept toward us. The wolves ripped into the closest vampires.

"Your blood makes them stronger. You throw the vials. I’ll back you up with water," Serena said.

I tossed at anything that moved. Once they learned what our plan was, they stopped their freaky floating tricks. Any that Serena got with her gun burned down to dust. It only took a squirt per vampire, but we didn’t have an endless supply. And we were still grossly outnumbered.

"We need to get out of here," I said. "We can’t hold them off here until morning."

"So what now?"

"We burn a path."

Donovan barked twice.

"I’m taking that as confirmation that my plan is good." As soon as I said that, the vampires converged to block the way out. "You assholes are just making this easier." I hoped I was right.

I threw the vials in quick succession. "I’ll grab left and center. You take care of right. Wolves, don’t let anything get us from the back." I took a deep breath.

How the hell did I end up in charge here?

Jesus.

I counted to ten and slid down the rock formation, throwing vials ahead of me. The heat from the fire burning the vampires licked along my skin, but didn’t last long enough to burn. Not looking at what I was hitting, I shot my water gun as quickly as I could with my left hand, and kept pushing forward as I threw the vials.

When they hit the vamps, they burst into flames. It spread to the surrounding vampires within two seconds and then burnt out.

Throw. One. Two. Step.

Throw. One. Two. Step.

Throw. One. Two. Step.

The sounds of the battle grew behind me, making my stomach knot. I wanted to look back and see if Brent was okay, but there wasn’t time. He’d do his job, and I’d do mine. Our only shot of surviving was to keep moving forward.

It seemed like forever before we reached the mouth of the cavern, but we did.

I didn’t know how many vampires were in the tunnels. If there were hundreds more, we were going to be totally screwed. I could see a good thirty up ahead. I reached for another vial and felt only a handful left.

Sweat rolled down my hairline. I threw another vial into them and used the sudden vampire torches to peek behind us. The light didn’t reach far back into the cavern. It looked more like a stormy sea threatening to swallow us whole than individual monsters.

Leslie backed into me before throwing herself at the horde that still gathered behind us. There was no way to separate them from the cave walls until they moved.

This was bad. Really bad.

I threw my last vial and grabbed the other water gun from my back pocket. "Run!" I charged into the vampires blocking our way through the tunnels, dousing them with holy water as I ran.

The blessed water wasn’t as effective as whatever was in the vials. They took longer to spark, but burned for longer.

Flames licked my skin as I pushed forward, but I would heal. Teeth sank into my arm and I screamed.

Brent leapt. His teeth sunk into its neck, and the head severed—spurting black goo all over me.

Holy shit. That was gross.

Another clawed down my side, and then I couldn’t think anymore.

I moved in a flurry of action.

Run. Fight. Get out. Those were my only thoughts.

I don’t know how I made it, but finally we hit the outside. I was bleeding from vampire scratches and the bite on my forearm burned wickedly.

"Wait!" Serena screamed.

I spun to her. Were we not all out? I thought we were all out!

She pulled out the three blue vials from her back pocket, and tossed them into the entrance. She said something in French that I didn’t understand.

The fire roared, knocking me back.

"What the hell was that?"

Serena squatted a little and rested her arms on her thighs. "Just a little spell. You needed it. To activate the blue ones," she said between gasps. "I was saving it. In case we got out."

"In case we got out? In case we got OUT! Why the hell didn’t you use it in there? We could’ve fucking DIED!" She was nuts. I was going to kill her for that.

"Calm yourself," Donovan said from behind me.

I would not turn around. I would not turn around. I didn’t need to see Donovan’s manly bits.

"You shouldn’t stare, Serena. It isn’t polite," Donovan said.

Serena blushed, but only glanced away for a second before her eyes were drawn back to him.

Shit. Now I wanted to turn around.

"We need to keep moving, ladies. As much as I’d love to sit back and have a pint, there’s something else we need to take care of."

Forgetting that Donovan was naked, I started to turn around. Brent nipped my hand. "Hey. I do believe the biting portion of our relationship is over." When I finished turning, Donovan was a wolf again. "Great. Now I can’t ask him what he’s talking about."

My arm was throbbing, but I ignored it. Dr. Gonzales had said vampire bites were bad, but it would have to wait. Donovan was right. We had things to take care of.

I tried to remember where the car was. This was so not the way we came in, and now it was totally dark. Finding Brent was easier. I couldn’t exactly link with my Tiguan. "Anyone have an idea where we parked?"