Chapter 121 – Offered to the Lycan King Novel by Misha K (River & Hunter)

Filed to story: Offered to the Lycan King Novel by Misha K (River & Hunter)

She let her Lycan free and grabbed the n*eck of the pirate on the right. The second man let out a scream at the sight, as he aimed his gun at her to shoot. She twisted his h*and in a way that his wrist broke. He screamed in pain “Who the f*uck are you?”

The other man who was in her grip was too shocked. But he tried to punch her. She grabbed his n*eck and twisted it. He fell limp on the floor, dead.

The pirate with a broken wrist tried to flee but Mia grabbed his n*eck and twisted it too. He fell on the ground, dead. She kicked both of them and then looked at the glass window behind her. She had to smash it. When she was about to smash it, she saw a figure on the outside. A Lycan. And he was swimming like a torpedo. “Elijah?” A wave of excitement rippled through her. She couldn’t believe that he had come to rescue her.

She waved at him but he couldn’t see her. “S*hit!” He swam away. “Elijah!” she shouted hoping he would hear her, but how was that possible. She gave up on her efforts, feeling something sink in her stomach. What if he got injured? It was highly possible that this submarine had systems that detected what was on the outside. But there were fish too. Maybe, they won’t detect biological things.

Suddenly-

Mia looked at the two men who were heaped on the floor, dead. She gave up on her efforts as her stomach knotted in a thousand knots. Elijah was out there all alone and it was possible that he got injured. She felt like crying for not being able to go out and be with him. She felt like screaming one more time when suddenly, she saw a face on the other side of the window.

“Elijah!” she squealed.

‘How are you?’ he m*outhed.

How could she say that she was not fine. ‘Missing you,’ she m*outhed back, which was a partial truth. The reality was that she was feeling terrible cramps over the last few hours and that meant that her heat was near. And that made her nauseous.

 

‘I love you,’ he said. ‘Wait for me!’ Then he pointed towards the top. ‘Can you open the lid of the submarine?’ She really wanted him to come in. ‘I can try.’

‘Be careful.’

She nodded and after giving her a k*iss on the window pane, he went higher. Now Mia had a mission and she was determined to finish it and go to her mate. However, she heard heavy footsteps down the corridor. She had shouted too loudly for Elijah without thinking that someone on the outside could hear her. She wanted to smack herself for being so careless and excited about seeing Elijah.

“Ozo? Anthony?” Someone shouted their names. Mia remained absolutely quiet in her place, hoping that the man didn’t open the bathroom. The footsteps receded in the other direction and Mia took a breath of relief. She was about to open the door and slip, but her relief was short when the man came running again shouting the names of his brethren. She stilled again. The footsteps came to stop right in front of the bathroom and she clenched her teeth. She braced herself for the pirate, fully expecting that there would be a gun with him.

Very slowly, she bent down and picked up the gun of one of the dead men and aimed it at the door. The door burst open and she found herself looking in the eyes of another pirate, who was too shocked to look at her because he was seeing the two dead men on the floor. As soon as his eyes went to Mia, he swung into action. His h*and swept to his gun in the bolster but Mia was quicker. She took her shot and the bullet ripped through his h*and. The man shrieked in main but his shriek was muffled because the next instant she was behind him and her h*and on his m*outh.

She pressed the gun on his back and hissed, “Show me the lid. If you try to shout or signal your men, you will find yourself heaped over there. Now I am going to leave you slowly.”

He nodded and Mia left him slowly. As soon as she left him, he sagged to the floor as excruciating pain lanced through his b*ody and he couldn’t even shout out of fear that she would simply k*ill him. “Who are you?” he muttered, looking at her with fear. “Are you one of the marines? A spy?”

“Worse than that,” she snapped. She lifted him up with force to make him stand. “Now hurry up and take me to the lid.”

He didn’t budge, so she pressed the nuzzle to his back. He winced and whined and started moving. “You won’t be able to go past the floor above this b*itch!” he hissed. “There are so many of us out there in between the lid and us that you will be riddled with bullets by the time you reach there. That is if you reach it!”

“Mind your business!” She shoved him h*arder. He stumbled, holding his h*and and started climbing the stairs to the floor above. Suddenly, there was a jolt. It was as if the submarine was attacked with such a huge force that it turned from its course with a bolt. They all stumbled to the left. People started screaming. There were grunts and yells and thuds.

“What the f*uck is happening?” the pirate breathed. They resumed going up but there was another bolt, this time stronger than the previous one.

By this time, they had reached the top of the stairs. Mia peeped through a gap in the last rail and saw how things were tossed around as men fell on the floor.

“Check the perimeter? one of them ordered. “You!” he shouted at a man. “Go to the hydraulics room!”

“And you—” he pointed at someone at the far end of the aisle. “Go to the hostage room!” As soon as two men dispersed, others got up and took control of their stations.

They were so busy and tense that they didn’t notice Mia coming up. She grabbed the hair of the man with her and yanked him up. “Tell me where it is,” she whispered. He pointed to the left.

“It is on a floor above but the way is from the left,” he said in a very low voice, still very scared. Mia narrowed her eyes. He was speaking a lie. She could smell his lie so easily. If only he knew she was a she-Lycan with Alpha blood. In the next few moments, the man found himself tumbling down the stairs and when he hit the last stair, he blacked out.

“Who’s there?” someone shouted at the noise.

Mia was about to be busted when the pirate who was checking the perimeter said, “There are two men out there at the side. And they are—” his voice choked. He looked incredulously at his fellows. “They are forcing the submarine to-” There was a sudden bolt, followed by a loud clunk as if something crashed into the wall. “They’ve hit us with a massive rock!” he announced, sounding bewildered.

“How high are you?” the man in charge grunted as he took the camera from him. However, he couldn’t even peek through it because the sound of water filling the submarine snagged his attention.

Chaos ensued. Pirates started running helter-skelter. “Abandon the ship! Abandon! Abandon!”

“What about the hostages?”

“F*uck them and run for your life!”

“But who are these two?”

Some were running to the right to the floor above where the lid was. Mia waited for the last rat to go to the lid and then followed them. She watched one of them lowering small submarines into the water into which they would jump into and escape. She wasn’t going to let a single one escape.

The lid opened with a g*roan. A hollow formed and all the water drained from the outside. A small submarine came to attach itself. They opened the second door to enter it but Mia saw that they were flung in the air. Grunts and growls followed with sounds of bullets ricocheting on the metal surface. She opened fire on those she could see, bringing them all down. When it was silent all over again, Elijah emerged, all bloody and growling. Right behind him was Hunter.

She squealed and rushed to them. Elijah picked her up in his embrace and peppered k*isses on her as Hunter hugged them both. “I missed you,” Elijah said, his voice strained.

She k*issed Hunter. “Thank you, brother.”

He tousled her hair and chuckled. “As if we had an option?”

She turned to Elijah and said, “I missed you too,” she buried her face in his n*eck.

“Are you on heats?” he asked, pulling away, his c*hest vibrating with a rumble. When she nodded, his muscles went taut. His mate was on heats and she was in the vicinity of many males. “F*uck!”

“Where are the hostages?” Hunter asked, assessing that Mia was largely okay. “And are all of them dead?”

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