Fury The Color Of Red and Blue(Book 1 Of The Fae Series, Completed ✔)

chapter fourteen

Yuki pov:

He fell asleep after the maids left, his arms draping over me instead of laying at his sides. I snuggled into him, enjoying the calm aura he gave. I wish I could sleep, the pain that blanketed me prevented it though.

I gently touched his face, a smile forming on my lips. He looked so innocent, more than Gabriel. He was strong, despite his timid nature. He was also polite.

He had never watched me.

I ran my finger through his dark brown hair, the slight curls brushing against my hand. He made a soft content sound, his arms tightening ever so slightly.

I set my hand on his forehead. What is he dreaming about. Pain started in my back again, but I held back a whimper as I curled into him. My back hurt worse. And worse. And worse. I was crying again, my lips shaking as I pressed my head into his shirt.

I focused on his heartbeat, forcing myself to breath with it. The pain hardly subsided. I clenched my teeth. Why did I have to feel this way, why did Damion do this to me, why did my family have to die!

Apparently, pain makes me emotional.  Tears of anger and frustration joined the tears of pain. I was not usually a blubbering mess. The pain in back suddenly doubled, i held my breath to stop my scream, my whole body tensing. I rolled away from jacob, landing on the floor with a soft bang.

It hurt. I wanted to scream, my teeth digging into my lip, blood dripping down my chin. I was on fire, well, it felt that way. Everything was burning, and despite my attempts my scream echoed from my mouth. I wanted to die.

Then, within a second, the pain was over. It was gone, soreness resting in my muscles. My back felt heavy, my eyes blinking quickly in an attempt to stay awake. Jacob was staring at me, his eyes wide as he took in my tired and droopy form.

I was falling backwards, the new weight on my back unbalancing me. I landed on my butt, pain zipping up and into my back, a screech passing through my still bleeding lip. I quickly stood on my knees, glancing around.

My eyes widened, my breath caught in my throat. I had wings, large brown and white feathered wings, similar to an owl. Could i move them? I flipped through the muscles in my body, my fingers twitching, my shoulder blades stretching.

They fluttered, spreading out behind me with little pricks of pain like needles. I frowned, letting them fall back to my sides, a sigh slipping through my lips. The feeling of pins was still there and when I once again tried to move them, it hurt even worse.

"Ouch," I whispered, gently rubbing the feathers, which did not really help. Jacob walked closer, examining me.

"Are you okay?" He asked carefully. I nodded my head, my headache still burned into my temples, but I definitely felt better than when the change had happened.

"Just sore," I croaked. A smile slipped onto his face as he nodded. He looked to the door, Kane standing in the doorway. She narrowed her eyes at my brown and white patterned wings.

"They hurt." She stated, it was not a question. I nodded, glancing at my back. My fingers once again brushed of the feathers, and despite the softness, pain still shot through me. "They are a new body part, did you expect them to feel good?" She teased. Jacob nodded.

"Like when you grow you feel sore kinda, but your wings would feel like pins and needles." Jacob explained. I nodded, standing to my feet with a soft sigh.

"Will I have to stretch them out before I can put them away?" I asked. Kane chuckled, but shook her head.

"If you put your wings away in pain, then your back will be in pain. I do suggest stretching them out until they are bearable," she had on a too big smile as she patted my shoulder overenthusiasticly. "Good luck with that!" Suddenly she pulled Jacob out of the room leaving me with my wings.

I sighed, again, turning my bead and staring at my wings. Just stretch it out right? I whinced as I moved them slightly. It felt like when your foot falls asleep then you move it and pain races up your leg, but mine is a wing, or two.

I moved the left one, squeezing my eyes closed as I pulled it around the front of my body. "Ow, ow, ow, ow," I whispered as I pulled the other in front of my body.

Like pulling off a band aid.

I swung both wings backwards quickly, sharp pricks racing down my body, my knees shaking a little. I did not fall though, a soft breath of relief escaped my chapped lips.

I pulled my wings to my back again, glad the pain was only a slight soreness now. How do I tuck them away?

I relaxed my body, imagining the wings shrinking back into my skin, hiding like magic into my body. When I looked at my back, the wings were gone, only a slight soreness in my back.

A/N:
is this to anticlimactic?