Once In A Blue Moon

Chapter 27

This is dedicated to anywhere_else, she's been a constant supporter of my story even when I can't upload for three solid months :P I promised her this would be up yesterday but I got really sick. So here it is!

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- Will's POV -

The first thing I was aware of, was how uncomfortable I was. I could feel that I was laying down on something cold and hard, and the bitter smell of antiseptic was in the air.

I slowly opened my eyes and immediately clamped them shut again. The blinding white, hospital lights stung my sensitive werewolf eyes. I tried to bring my hand up to cover my eyes but something was restraining my arm. Actually now that I was starting to come to, I realized that I couldn't move any part of my body except my head.

"Ah your awake," a feminine voice said. Her voice came from the far side of the room.

I squinted my eyes against the bright lights. I could barely make out her figure in the corner, silently flipping through some files. I glanced down at my body to see chains wrapped around my body, effectively anchoring my body to the table. The chains only fueled my anger because they reminded me of my mate's current conditions.

"Did I kill him?" I growled.

Marie's shoulders sagged slightly. "No, you didn't."

I snarled and thrashed against the chains. I could feel the legs of the table begin to grind against the tile floors. Marie calmly turned to face me with an amused expression on her face.

"You do realize I've used more morphine on you in a week than I have in the entire month for the whole pack?" Marie laughed. "I'm beginning to think you're a morphine addict."

I bared my teeth at her and growled.

She sighed as if she was the one strapped to the table instead of me.

"My pack is nearly ready to leave for the rogues' tunnels." Marie explained. "Alpha is still deciding if its safe to bring you. You've become a threat to our pack Alpha Will. These violent episodes of yours are unpredictable and--"

"What do mean? They expect me to just sit here while I wait for them to get my mate!" I screamed.

My wolf howled in rage. I looked down at the chains, which were the only things stopping me from tearing out of this room. I grabbed a fist full of the cold metal and started to twist. At first nothing happened, and from the corner of my eye I could see Marie smirk. This only dowsed more fuel on the raging inferno inside my veins.

I clenched the muscles in my arms and shoulders and twisted again. The chains groaned in protest and I growled in frustration. My wolf began to add to my rage by bringing up pictures in my head. He showed me my empty bed, where my mate should be sleeping, her screaming when the rogues began to drag her away, the water as it closed over her head when the rogue drowned her, her wolf chained at the ankle, and the bruises on her skin from the rogues beatings. I could hear my blood pounding in my ears and rushing through my veins like hot lava; eating away everything in its path. My limbs tingled with adrenaline and power. The cords in my neck tightened, and my teeth bit into my gums as they lengthened. My skin itched as fur began to push through my skin.

Then my wolf sent me one more image. My mate, my beautiful, glowing Leah, round... with the rogue's pups. The chains snapped under my palms and slithered to the floor like snakes without their heads; useless and harmless.

I sat up and faced Marie. My chest rose and fell with my angry breaths. I expected her to be terrified and to run for help, but she just watched me cautiously. Then she smiled.

"They're waiting for you outside." Marie said. "Make sure you bring her back."

"I will." I promised.

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- Leah's POV -

I rocked back and forth on the cold bath tub. The freezing water pelted down my back, soaking my hair and clothes. I shivered uncontrollably and my teeth chattered together. The cold water soothed my aching ankle, which was a relief. I attempted to slide it off again, causing the metal to bite into my tender flesh. I cried out as the water turned slightly pink as it went down the drain. I gently washed off the blood around the chain. No matter how much weight I had lost, I couldn't slide the damn thing off.

My heat flared up again and I bit down on my knee to keep from moaning and crying out the rouge's name. My wolf was pacing restlessly in my mind. Whatever Luke had drugged me with, it had worn off and now my wolf was about to take control.

Keep fighting it, I begged her.

She growled in response and I could feel my hands and feet start to go numb.

No, no, no! Please! Please you just need to hang on! I cried.

I watched in horror as my hands curled into fists without my help.

My wolf was taking over.

I bit into my knee harder, hoping the pain would give me more control but it only infuriated my wolf more. My blood started pumping hotter and faster as my heat kicked up another notch. I groaned and panted. I couldn' t even feel the temperature of the water anymore but I could see the steam start to float off my skin, as my body increased in temperature.

I sobbed uncontrollably as I heard the door to the main room open.

"Please no, no no no..." I begged over and over again.

My wolf clawed herself into every inch of my body. I fought with her to stay in control, but she was done listening to me. Her animal instincts to mate had finally taken control and there was nothing I could do about it.

I couldn't feel my arms and legs anymore, so I just slumped against the edge of the tub. The water continued to rain down my face, and I greedily drank the cold water. I prayed that it would cool my heat.

It didn't.

My wolf growled angrily and shoved me completely into the corner of our mind. She was now in complete control.

I watched in terror as the doorknob slowly twisted. The red door squealed as it was pushed open. Everything felt like it was in slow motion. I could see every muscle in Luke's body as he knelt down in front of me. The muscles in his arm tensed as he slowly turned off the water.

He smiled hungrily at me as his eyes roamed my body.

"Well hello little wolf." He purred as he looked into my eyes.

He knows, I thought with dread. He knows my wolf is in control.

He ran one tanned finger up and down my arm. My wolf growled hungrily at him in answer. He grinned and took our hand in his large one.

"Come on little wolf," He coaxed. "I know just what you need."

I sobbed with defeat as my wolf willingly followed him; and I would just be a bystander to it all.