Chapter Thirteen - Fuck Me

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Chapter Thirteen - Fuck Me

(Sexual content ahead)

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I started gaining consciousness in a familiar room. Nate and I had been seeing Irving a lot more often these past couple days. A drowsy feeling kept me from fully waking up but I fought against it, eyes fluttering open and closed multiple times.

Chemicals wafted up my nose and I clearly felt the meds in my system, but everything still felt fuzzy in my head. I tried so hard to remember what had happened as I looked around at the empty space.

It really wasn't long before the memories hit me like a ton of bricks. My heart started racing as the memory of unbelievable pain rushed back into my system, the absolute distress that had consumed every part of my being. I had never felt anything like I did the night before.

Nate.

I lurch up on the bed, my body achy and sore as I started pulling on the IV's on my arms. I ignored Irving as he rushed in, mouth moving. I couldn't hear him though, I could only hear my cries, the voices promising me death and pain, the growls and snarls, flesh tearing and bones breaking. I could hear the metal of the car as it rolled, glass shattering, I could hear Nate's voice, hear my screams as a wolf tore into him.

I could hear the gunshot as I killed a man.

Hands settled over my face and I look up, bursting into tears at the sight of Cody. He was saying something to me with tears in his own eyes, but I sank against him with a stifled sob. "Where is he? Please, where is he?" I croak through the tears traveling down my cheeks.

"He's right here, Len, but you need to stop pulling stuff off. It'll hurt if you do. They're drugging you right now."

A part of me wanted to laugh at him and his wording, another part of me wanted to continue pulling... until I saw him.

Irving had moved to the opposite side of the bed and I finally notice the white curtain as he pulled it aside.

A quiet sound leaves my lips as I make my way to stand up, ignoring the hands that tried to place me back in bed. Irving finally orders everyone out when he realized I was not going to stop and helped me up to approach the bed.

There were bandages across all of his body, bruises and cuts, and some dried blood that had not been taken care of. My lips trembled in fear at some of the bandages starting to soak through with blood.

"Healing" I manage quietly, "Why isn't he healing?" Irving pulls a chair right against Nate's bed and I sit down, afraid to touch him. "Will he be okay?"

Irving finally steps back a bit and sighs heavily, "I warned you both multiple times about delaying your mating. I warned there would be consequences."

"Just tell me if he's okay" I demand as fresh tears started filling my eyes.

"He's dying, Lennox" Irving finally says, a strange feeling taking hold of my heart and crushing hard. "He's not healing quickly enough and he's lost too much blood. Some internal organs are on the brink of failing. I've done all I can, but his wolf is gone and his healing is gone. This refusal to complete your mating will be the death of you two."

"I know" I snap back, guilt slowly rushing into my brain. "You can stop shoving the fact that this is my fault into my face."

"That is not my intention-"

"I don't care what your intention is" I interrupt, suddenly feeling angry and upset at everything, at him, and at myself. "Just tell me what I can fucking do to make him better."

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