You're perfect...for us

Chapter 34 (M)

Zayn

When we saw Azazel come out of the bushes near the stream, I was so relieved that he was here. Until I saw how bad of shape he was in. My heart shattered into a million pieces as I saw the damage done to my mate. How could someone do this?! Why would someone hurt someone so sweet and caring?! WHO THE FUCK HURT MY MATE?!?!

As soon as I saw him, I let out a startled scream because if he was here then that meant he was okay, but that wasn't the case. He was injured very badly! All I could do when I reached him was to cry my eyes out. I tried crawling into his lap several times to be as close to him as possible, my heat completely forgotten because of the startled state I was in. I could hear Xavier firing off questions as I cried more, unsure what to do with myself. I heard Azazel say he loved us then he went limp as his eyes rolled back. This caused me to let out another ear-splitting wail as I grabbed onto my mate tighter, the tears not stopping. I could feel Xavier grab me and try to pull me away so he could get to Azazel, but I refused to let go. My senses were numb. My heart was shattered. I was NOT leaving my mate's side. I don't care how annoying it was. I was going to smother him with love and never let him go. He HAS to be okay!

Xavier finally got my attention when he placed a kiss on my swollen scent gland where my neck and shoulder meet. I shivered at the need I had been suppressing since I saw Azazel. "Zayn, baby boy, I need you to help me. I have to carry Azazel home so we can tend to him. So I either need you to let go and climb on once I lift him, or I need you to climb on my back and ride like that so I don't have to worry about you being injured as well," Xavier says to me while gently stroking my hair. All I could do was slowly lay Azazel down and stand back a slight bit to let Xavier lift him. He may be a few inches shorter than Azazel, but he was hella strong, especially since our mate was hurt. I could see it forcing his instincts to come out more. Once Xavier had Azazel settled in his arms, with his head on his shoulder so he could keep one arm behind his back, and the other under his knees while his legs swung limply, I decided that I didn't want to be away from either of them. I knew I would be adding weight for Xavier by doing this, but I didn't care, and I knew he could handle it. I gripped onto Azazel's unconscious form and swiftly lifted myself onto his belly. I laid against him, wrapping his limp arms around me so they wouldn't hit everything on the walk, and I leaned back against Xavier. After a moment making sure he was adjusted and everything was okay, Xavier began to walk back to the cave.

After about a half an hour, maybe longer, I wasn't sure really, we made it back to the cave. Xavier went to the nest and gently set Azazel and I down in it. He left to go get a wet rag, a bowl of water, bandages, and medicine. As he did that, I fixed the furs around Azazel along with the pillows under and round his head and shoulders to make sure he was completely comfortable. I laid on top of him and whimpered softly as I licked his neck a little. I was needy, but I also needed my mate to be okay. I want him to heal. Why isn't he healing? I whimper more and feel tears slowly roll down my cheeks. Xavier comes back and softly rubs my back, "Hey, I need to get him cleaned up and taken care of so he will heal. Mind helping me take off his clothes, well what's left of them since they are pretty torn up?" I get off and Azazel, nodding to Xavier, as I lift his shirt to take off as Xavier slowly lifts his body to finish sliding it off. After 5 minutes of us removing his clothes painfully slowly, we take a good look at his body. I gasp in horror and start to sob all over again. His ear was torn and missing his earrings, his face was bruised up, his lip busted. Looking at his chest, he had a big purple and black bruise across it, not to mention along his ribcage, I think a few of his ribs were even broken or fractured. His stomach looked like it had been repeatedly stomped. His shin looks like it may have recovered from a fracture at least, but it was still ugly and bruised black as all hell. It doesn't look like any damage was done to his pelvic bones or his thighs.

Xavier moves quickly and quietly, applying a lotion like medicine to the bruises to lessen the pain and hopefully start the healing. He cleaned Azazel's face and applied a small glue stitch material to it. He also applied anti infection medicine to Azazel's ear with the glue stitches before wrapping a bandage around it. "Okay Zayn, I need to see if his back has damage, so I will tilt him, I need you to hold him steady on his side, do you understand?" He asked as he looked up at me. I nodded my head slowly and took most of Azazel's weight when he leaned him onto his side. I tried not to break into tears again when I saw faint healing cuts on his back like he was whipped, along with tons of dark ugly bruises again. Xavier applied the same lotion where they were needed along with the medicine. When he was finally done with all of that he laid a towel down flat, taking Azazel's weight from me and laying him down gently on the towel. "He will be okay sweetie; he just needs the rest. I know you don't want to leave his side so make yourself comfortable and I will go grab some snacks because whether you like it or not you need to eat," Xavier says to me as he rubs my head before he heads out of the room to go to the kitchen to look for snacks.

I rearrange the furs and make myself comfortable next to Azazel, burying myself under his arm so I can wrap it around myself. I finally get comfortable when I hear a slight noise that sounds like hissing near my ear. I shoot up and turn to look at Azazel who has a look of pain on his face. Slowly he opens his eyes and takes in his surroundings, looking at me and smiling a weak smile. "Zayn, hey baby...," he whispers weakly as he stares at me.

Tears start to stream down my face as I scream,

"XAVIER! AZAZEL IS AWAKE!"