Ensnared

Chapter Three

It had been a callous few hours since she began the rigorous chore of patching up the injured Beta on her couch, and it had taken both lycans to hold their superior down so that she could clean and apply the salve she had made from the activated charcoal and various ingredients to his wound to help counteract the poison from the wolfs bane.

Now all that was left for her to do was to stitch up the nasty looking gash and administer an oral dose of the antidote she had concocted on her living room floor, and then the Beta would be good as new.

Or so she hoped.

"Shit! Blondie, keep him still! If you keep letting him move like that I'll end up doing more damage with the sutures!" she hissed as the large male beneath her steady hands cringed and jolted with each stitch of the needle.

"How about you try holding him down! I can't even beat him in a spar! You think this is easy?!" the blonde beast snipped as his muscles strained to keep his half of the Beta grounded to the now bloodstained sofa.

She damn near growled at him, "Boy, you wanna switch? Think you can do a better job at shoving a needle back and forth through his skin to close the wound?" she snapped back at him, her nimble fingers guiding the needle and thread in a neat stitch.

The blonde simply groaned, a few beads of sweat collecting on his forehead from the exertion it took to keep the thrashing male steady. "Woman, just hurry it up!"

All the while, throughout their banter, the brunette Gamma had been silent as he dutifully kept his Beta's shoulders held down and steady.

Thirteen.. Fourteen..

She mentally counted each suture as she made her way along the gash, until she finally came to the end and tied it off with expert fingers.

With a sigh through her nose, she would admire her handiwork for a brief moment and let the nostalgia of accomplishment wash over her before she would apply more of the salve to the outer layer and begin to bandage his torso with the help of Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum.

"Oh, thank the Goddess, finally!" Blondie sighed as his back melted against the wall, his hands alternating in massaging the muscles in his arms.

"Richard." the brunette began, "I'm going to go contact the Alpha and give a report, keep an eye on him." to which the blonde grinned, "That's fine, I just gotta take a piss first though." and with that he made his way down her little hallway in search of the bathroom, while the still unnamed tawny haired male walked out her front door.

Now she found herself alone with the second most powerful lycan in the hierarchy of the North.

With a soft grunt she would pull herself from the floor, using the edge of the couch as leverage with one hand while she held the cup that contained the oral antidote in the other. "Guess I can give you this now, eh big guy?" she murmured to the unconscious Beta as she gently tapped his cheek in an attempt to possibly wake him so that he could down the medicine.

Just her luck though, he was out cold.

Well, shit.

Riona groaned as she brought her free hand to rub at her face, her lips tugged downwards into  a frown as she contemplated her options. Obviously, she couldn't just pry his mouth open and pour the cup's contents into his mouth, he would probably choke on it.. and she didn't have the right funnel to be able to administer it like that.. nor did she have any of the required items for an IV drip.. which left her with only one option.

She was going to have to lock lips with the Monster.

Her lips thinned is disdain as her eyes darted back and forth between the cup and the beast's face-and with a forced sigh through her nose-she would take a dose of the bitter medicine into her mouth before she would lean down over the chiseled expanse of the Beta, her hands cupping along either side of his cheeks while her thumbs glided over his lips to part them as she drew her face closer.. and closer.. until their lips were a whisper apart.

It was then, in that exact moment, that the feared Beta Ryder regained a sense of consciousness.

His eyes cracked open, though he was hardly coherent. In his mind, or at least what registered in his mind in that moment, was that there was an angel above him. Luscious black hair, warm hazel eyes, and creamy skin made up the beauty that he surely thought was a vision of what his mate would look like.. if he had ever found her.

This must be what death was like. 

The Moon Goddess giving him a glimpse at the mate he never found.

He held onto that thought-the one thought that shined in his jumbled mind-as his right hand moved to cup his angel behind her head and pushed her face further towards his own, effectively connecting their lips, much to his 'angel's' surprise.

Riona damn near swallowed the bitter concoction in shock as a hand hooked around to the back of her head and closed the distance between the Beta's lips and her own, and she nearly choked when the Monster's tongue began to sweep against her bottom lip.

Was he.. making out with her?!

As seconds ticked by, she forcefully shook off the shock of the situation from her mind and went along with whatever was going on. It would, after all, make her job all the more easier, especially when the Beta parted his lips, giving her a window of opportunity to pass the antidote from her mouth to his.. which thankfully he swallowed.

It had only lasted a few seconds, but to Riona-who had never been kissed-it seemed like a lifetime.. and as the male beneath her seemed to give back in to the world of unconsciousness, she would jump back, her hand flying to cover her mouth as if she had been burned.

Her lips..

Her back hit the wall as she stumbled backwards, her eyes wide.

They tingled..

She could feel her heart pounding in her chest.

What the fuck was going on?