Freedom

Chapter six

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Grace's POV

It felt like we had been battling for hours, where in fact was only minutes. I was drenched in blood, my own and his. I lunged forward and took a chunk out of his shoulder while he was focusing on his tiring self instead of me. He howled out in pain, and focused his tired eyes on me, panting. I needed to end this quickly before we both die. I pounced on him, both of us rolling on the ground, till I ended up on top. He shifted, "Just because I die, doesn't mean he won't come for you." He said quietly, then closing his eyes as I chomped down on his neck and ended his life. I slid myself off of his lifeless body and crawled about ten feet away from him, and I laid down tiredly as the world dizzily spun. I shifted and smiled triumphantly as I waited for death's greedy hands to take me. I closed my eyes, ready to sleep when I heard the crunching of gravel under at lest sixteen men's feet. I opened my eyes eagerly, looking for the bright green eye's one last time. I was rewarded, as he quickly kneeled down beside me, picking me up. "Ryan." I said and smiled, lifting my shaking hand to touch his check as one tear ran down his face.
"Your going to be fine Grace." He said rocking me, "No...Ryan I thin..." I stuttered, trying to think straight.

"SOME ONE GET LISA!" he roared, not giving up. I smiled, so stubborn; I thought as a closed my eyes, my body getting numb.
"GRACE OPEN YOUR EYES!" he demanded shaking me gently, I opened them reluctantly.
"Whhaaaatt?" I whined. He kissed my forehead, "You've got to stay awake sweetie, my dad says you wounds aren't fatal, but you can't sleep." I sighed loudly, but kept them open as he picked me up and into the house and up to his room. I thought he was going to set me on but instead he went to the bathroom and set me in the tub and turned on the shower. I looked down lazily and realized I was naked. I looked up at Ryan, who was digging in a cabinet. "Hey Ryan?" I ask quietly. "Yes?" he asked pulling back from the cabinet with a washcloth. "I'm naked." I stated, wondering if he had even noticed. He chuckled and sat down beside the tub and handed me the wash cloth and closed the curtain. I softly washed off the blood, careful of all my wounds. Soon I was clean as I was going to get and I turned off the water. "Done." I stated, leaning back down and closing my eyes. I heard the curtain swoosh back and a soft towel warp around me and the ground leave behind my back as Ryan picked me up.

I relaxed into him, but only to be laid down again on the bed. I whimpered as he got up to answer the door when someone knocked. The arrival entered, and I immediately recognized the sent. I opened my eyes to a red eyed Lisa. "Hi." I greeted her smiling softly. She smiled back, and set the doctor bag on the floor and begun to inspect me. "You've got to stop getting hurt Grace." She told me smiling, "I know, but it seems that I can't help it." I told her, closing my eyes as I let her do the job. I was half asleep when I felt electric shocks coming from my cheek. "Grace honey, Lisa is going to have give you some stitches so that your wounds don't get infected and they heal quickly." Ryan told me as my eyes grew.

"NO." I said, trying to move, but he held me in place. "RYAN NO!!!" I said, thrashing about, trying to move. I growled at him, letting my wolf rise up, "NO." my wolf roared, and I went into over drive. Tears fell down my face as I tried to get away. "Ryan let go of me!" I screamed, grabbing his fore arms with my nails, making him bleed. Before I could even react any farther Ryan reached down and crushed our lips together. My legs kicked about, and I moved my body, squirming. I really need to breath, so I pushed away gasping, still focusing on moving my lead weight body. "Ryan, LET. ME. GO." I said through my teeth as he held my arms and Lisa came forward with the with a needle. I shot my steely alpha glare at her, still thrashing about. Everything tinged red when the needle went in, and I just stopped moving, and then I just fuzzy and my limbs became heavy. I watched as she dug the needle into my skin and out, angry and hurt swirling in the stomach like a hurricane.

Grace's POV:

At some point I must of passed out. My eyes weighed a ton and opening then took most of my concentration. My body was so sore, like I had ran a marathon at full speed for three days. They were tight and stiff, and I couldn't move at all.

"Ryan?" I called out opening my eyes with a groan. I looked around Ryan's dark room, desperately wanting some water. I groaned again, and closed my heavy eyes and sighed. Where is Ryan? He could at least be here, showing just a little interest in his mate, who was currently in pain. I heard a chuckle sound through out my head. 'I'm down stairs making breakfast sweet heart.' I jumped a little, holy shiiiiooot. 'Ryan? I'm thirsty and I can't move and I'm sore. What the fuck happened, did I run a marathon?' The mark must have completed while I was asleep, I sighed mentally in relief. The last hour of the mark was the most painful and happened at the most unexpected moment. 'You don't remember? And I'm sorry about not being able to move, I just didn't want you getting up and hurting yourself so soon.' Getting up and hurting myself? 'You didn't.' I replied. See mates, particularly Alpha males, could put an emergency order on there mate where they have to listen and do what they were told. I hated being forced to do things. 'Yes I did, and you might as well get over it.' He told me matter of fact. 'Well can you please let me get up so I can pee? I mean unless you want a wet bed of course.' 'Coming' he grunted as I heard him bound up the stairs. He opened the door and leaned across the bed to get to my neck, moving it to the side to get better access. He kissed it, making me shiver, and I sat up quickly ready to run to the bathroom, just only to fall back with a yelp. I held my stomach and rolled over in pain.

"Grace? Grace?" Ryan asked franticly, putting his hands on my shoulders and rolling me over and onto his lap. "Grace, what's wrong what hurts?" He asked my frantically, try to uncurl me. I opened my mouth several times, but to my dismay I could get anything out. I looked into his eyes, gasping for breath as fire out of no where filled my lungs. I made sure panic was clear on my face as black dots entered my vision and took over. I silently laid in the pressing darkness, unable to scream for Ryan, I was alone again.