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Chapter 8

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Ian's POV:

"Ian, I can't" She says looking into my eyes with defeat. I stared into her eyes. Her soft green eyes. She had given up. And it hurt me that she had come to the point of no hope. I wasn't about to give up on this, but she seemed to have already made up her mind. I loosened my grip. She pulled away from me. I missed her being there as soon as she left. She took a few steps away. And it ripped at my heart. 

"Emily, please, you do realize you will never see your family or friends again. That is how important this decision is right now. Your life is hanging on by a thread. Think of your family and friends. Do you know what your death will do to them? What your death will do to me?" I tried to reason with her.

"Ian, I...I can't I am not strong enough. Haven't you been listening? Don't you think I don't already know I am dying. I don't want to leave my family or my friends either. Or you because you are nice and have tried to protect me. But that's it I can't fight off or do anything." Tears started to stream down her face as she spoke. Her breathing hitched.

        I moved towards her again to comfort her. She backed away wearily. 

"I promise, I will not do anything." I reached out to her and took a step. When she didn't make a step back, I pulled her into my arms against. The sweet tingles came from everywhere our skin met. She bared her head in my chest and sobbed. Her body was trembling. 

"It is alright. Just let it out. I got you." I petted her hair and stroked her back. She cried for alittle bit. As she tried to regain her breath, she loosened her hold on me. I let her have her space to breath.

Gasping, she pushed against my chest. Dropping my arms, she staggered backwards to the ground. Her hands started to cling to her neck. Frantically, she tried to suck in air. She couldn't get a breath. Her face was flushed and seemed to be changing to purple. And I stood there. Like an idiot. I didn't know what to do so I stood there in shock and sorrow. She couldn't breath. She was dying again because I had failed to protect her.

"I......a......n," she tried to reach out to me.

Refusing to be a sitting duck while my mate died, I finally knew what I had to do and hopefully it would work. I yanked her up into my arms and took off running into the darkness. The darkness she was terrified of and refused to go back to. As I ran as fast as I could, I felt her start to still.

Looking down, I sighed when she looked back at me. She was watching me. Her eyes were not desperate or scared. They actually seemed to have a hint of curiousity and confusion. Then, she looked around. Her eyes landed on the shadows that seemed to surround us. She started to tremble and struggle out of my arms to get away.

"Let me go," She pushed at me.

"No," I pulled her closer.

"Ian,please," she looked at them getting closer.

"Emily, no, look at me," I tried to get her to look at me.

"But, Ian, they are coming. I can't do this." Emily pleaded with me while she kept struggling against my hold.

"Emily, look at me, now" I growled out tightening my hold on her. My wolf came through with that one.

        She reluctantly looked at me. Now, she looked at me with fear. She started trembling and shaking in my arms. Her eyes started to brim with tears. It was written all over her face. She was scared of me. Way to go idiot, you are going to make her cry again.

"No, no, no, don't cry. Please, I didn't mean to frighten you. I just need you look at me." I stared into her green eyes and tried to sooth her by letting her down only to pull her to my chest. I forced every calming thing into the bond until I felt her relax. It was growing stronger. The shadows were quickly forgotten.