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Waking Mate

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The high pitched beep from the heart monitor along with the slow drip from the IV were relentless. Dylan and Collin had long returned to the packhouse but only after first checking to see if their nameless Luna was truly alright. Alexander sat forward, his mates hand held in his along accompanied by a stony expression. The heart monitor started to rise in frequency. Looking down he could see that her thick eyebrows were creased with discomfort. Alex gently began to run his hand slowly up and down the length of her bare arm, watching as a trail of goosebumps followed closely behind.

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A small moan escaped her lips as my hands moved along her skin, making me smirk. Jasper purred in the back of mind about the prospect of making our mate moan with pleasure. He was anxious to bring her the satisfaction only mates could bring. I shook my head dismissing him, I wasn't going to be another man forcing myself on her. Her eyebrows furrowed deeper, her eyes moved rapidly beneath their lids.

The fingers on her right hand started to twitch before slowly moving along the heated blanket stopping at her belly. I whimpered lowly for her and her lost pup. Her hand started to move more frantically along her stomach as she searched for the swell it had hours ago. I increased the pressure on her arm slightly hoping to soothe her. But her hand suddenly stilled and the crease of her brow vanished. Before her bright blue eyes shot open and she turned her head turned to face me with a mixture of fear and hatred filling her blue doe eyes.

The heart monitor started to beep rapidly for a few moments as she stared at me. Her chest rose and fell at an alarming rate. Her eyes darted towards the door quickly before returning to me. With a slow shake of my head, I went to stand. Jasper was growling lowly in the back of my mind. Angry that our mate wanted to abandon him. With more speed than I thought a recovering patient possessed she whipped the blankets off her body and into my face before taking off her canula and pulling the IV cord roughly from her vein. A small trail of blood leaking down her alabaster skin.

She launched herself from the bed with fury before stumbling and squeezing her eyes closed and her body began to sway. I was able to my supernatural speed to race around the bed and wrap my arms around her torso before she hit the ground.

"Stop running please, I'm not going to hurt you," I pleaded in her ear. She only whimpered in response and tried to lean away from me. My inner wolfed whined in response to being spawned by our mate. Quickly shaking it off, I scooped her up gently and placed her back on the bed. While taking a step back with my hands raised walking backward in front of the door.

She inspected me for a few moments before looking down at her flat stomach with her eyes watering and a look of heartbreak and exhaustion.

................. Her POV

I could hear a high pitched beeping noise that was drilling into my brain. I wanted to get up to turn whatever it was off but I couldn't pry my heavy eyes open. The air didn't feel as cold and damp as usual. I felt a warm comforting heat radiating off something that was draped around my body which felt raw and weak. As I laid there trying to remember the day's events I began to feel dull cramping in my stomach. I started to move my arm over the unusually soft fabric around me to place my hand over my precious belly.

My hand stilled where my small swell should be but I was met with nothing. My movements became more frantic across my stomach as I searched for my baby. No no no no, please no. Where is my baby! I screamed in my head but was silenced when I heard a low whine coming from somewhere in the room. The presence in the back of my mind purred at the tingling sensation that was running up the length of my arm. I paused realizing those sparks were coming from large, calloused yet soft hand hands.