A Servant for a Mate - Book #1 (Completed)

Chapter 26~

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Chapter 26

Bones snapping and realigning, growling echoing the walls and blood dripping from my wounds were all I could hear before the wolf on top of me disappeared. 

Instantaneously my body was elevated up into the air by who knows how many sets of hands. Without the control of my neck my head lolls back, blood dripping out of my wide open mouth.

Before I could take a deep breath of air my body drops back to earth. My line of sight is realigned with the ceiling as an object is placed under my head, propping it up.

The stinging in my ears continues to blare loudly. Dulling the boisterous growls and snarls. I knew without a doubt the moment the rogue above me was taken out the fight launched. I could only pray my family members would come out unscathed.

"Princess, we need to strip your clothes from your body to evaluate your injures," a deafening voice declares. Why is she screaming? Is she actually asking for my permission? Hasn't she noticed I have no control over my bodily functions?

Multiple faces obscure my vision. I feel as if they are attempting to keep me occupied. Why though?

The sound of ripping added to the numerous sounds bouncing around inside my skull. Without my control my eyes slowly blink, clearing a tiny bit of fog from my vision. A wet cloth is placed on my face, clearing away blood flowing freely from my unmovable lips.

"I'm deeply sorry Princess, this has the possibility of making you choke. We need to suck out all the blood filling your throat up." A man's deep voice explains. Their faces were blurry. Which one was he?

Before I could think on it, a device is shoved down my throat, making my gag reflex kick in. Not being able to cough my body convulses from the lack of oxygen.

"Take it out she can't breathe!" A voice breaks through the solid barriers in my mind. "Claudia, father and I are here. The Prince is destroying the rogue, do not worry for his well-being. He will be perfectly fine." I want to reach out to my brother. Feel his warm hands in mine, reassuring me I'll be alright.

Trying to suck in air I fail deeply as my body's lack of response to my demands. Hands supply pressure to my body, pushing me down against the firm mattress.

"Keep her down before she splits open her wounds further. If we can't stop the bleeding we will lose her." I could clearly hear the anxiety in a man's voice as my air waves cleared.

Sleep was howling my name. My eyes fluttered closed on their own account. Weights pressing firmly down on my eye lips, forcing them to stay closed.

"You need to stay awake, Princess. If you pass out now we may never get you to wake up." Mentally groaning I softly snarl at the voice. If I didn't wake up for a while, that's fine by me.

"Lord David, what is her blood type? She is in desperate need of blood. Without it she will die." Why do these people have to shout? Their high pitched voices sear my ears.

Who is Lord David and how does he know my blood type?

"She is compatible with Nikolai and only him. She has a rare strand in her blood. If anyone other than Nikolai donates blood to her, she will seep into coma." My father's voice ricochets against the walls of my skull. Why couldn't they speak softly? Do they not realize my head is spit in half?

Why are they calling him Lord David? He isn't a Lord, but a mere servant as I am.

"No, I will not have his blood inside her. She is my mate, our blood is bound to be compatible." My body shivers deliciously as two calloused hands clutch mine in a death grip. Now is not the time to be having these feelings. Even during this torment, my heat continues to thrash inside my body, waiting for a release?