An Alpha's Mate

Chapter 6. (Avi's Mom ^)

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Aviana's POV

When I was a little girl, my parents always told me that my most painful experience ever would be when I finally shift into my wolf. They told me I would hear the bones crack, feel the joints pop, sense the blood running from my nose, see the most extraordinary things with my new vision, and taste the feeling of freedom my wolf brought with me. They told me all I had to endure was the shifting of bones in my body and then I would be alright.

But no one... no one.... could've prepared me for the true pain that was bursting in all parts of my body at once. It was agonizing. Tortuous! I could've screamed so loud that I made my entire pack's ears bleed!

I felt the hold my father had on me loosen, before I was placed on a soft platform- grass. I couldn't relish in the softness for long, for as soon as my palms touched it I felt my back arch sharply. I held in a desperate whimper. It hurt too much.

I didn't dare open my eyes, too ashamed to look into the eyes' of my pack at seeing me so weak and helpless. I clawed at the grass, digging out the roots and tearing my way into the dirt. Pain shot up my spine and rolled over to I was flat on my stomach. The movement causing a sharp scream to tear through my lips. My breathing came out harsh and rushed. It felt as if my lungs were closing in, burning, burning so bad I would've thought someone had set them on fire from amount fire that I felt inside of me. The blood in my veins pumped louder and louder each agonizing second. My heart was beating at hundred miles an hour- so fast and so loud I could hear it above everything else.

My back arched on its own accord, and that's when I knew I had no control over my body anymore.

I held back from retching when my stomach began to make loud and uneasy grumbles and knots. I wanted to clutch my stomach so badly but my arms were paralyzed in the dirt. The only thing I could do was breathe and endure the slow torture this shift was doing to me. My lips parted, expecting a load of acid liquid to spew from my lips. But it never happened. Instead, the knotting in my stomach had traveled to my joint muscles, twisting and turning my bones in ways I never thought possible. I jerked at the throbbing the shift was leaving my in my body. I was practically dry heaving by the time I felt the slight discomfort in my neck, and than, I was panicking.

This wasn't part of the shift. I was supposed to sprout hair by now. But there was no hair.

My eyes popped open and I finally parted my lips to let out the most ear-piercing scream I could muster.

"Avi!" Someone shouted.

I couldn't tell who the voice was, because just as the voice was registering in my brain my body began a series of violent convulses. Foam was coming out of my mouth and I could feel my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

The discomfort I felt in my neck grew into an intensifying pain when I perceived the touch of cold and desperate fingers gripping onto my arm.

A hot fire roared within my veins and I snatched my arm away from the person with another scream of terror.

"No," the whispered voice couldn't be mistaken for none other than my mother.

But I couldn't dwell on it.

When her hands made contact with my skin again a sudden flash of heat and fire raged through. I didn't notice until a few seconds later that everyone was screaming and when I peeked an eye open, my stomach twisted when I felt the blistering heat from the fire. My arm was on fire- literally.

I then tore my gaze away from the close flames and looked at my mother. Her lips were parted and she was mumbling a mess of jumbled words, causing my eyebrows to furrow. I gazed at my father then, and seeing his pain stricken face only made my heart shatter more. Something was wrong; terribly wrong.

"Aviana, baby. Stay with me. It's gonna be okay. This isn't a shift. Goddess, this isn't a shift. It's worse- so much worse. But just hang on and you'll be okay. You'll..."

My ears stopped listening after that, and I felt my head slump onto the ground, my eyes closing on their own accord.

And then, I felt the sharp, snap of my neck, before my eyes rolled to the back of my head, and my breathing stopped shortly after.