Werewolf AU (Merthur)

Chapter 9 End

His eyes slowly opened and instantly wanting nothing more then forget this. Forget being almost...he couldn't even think about this word. He shivered and curling himself more together. Whimpers went out and silent tears starting to roll down.

A shift was felt, and he felt himself in a hug and he at first flinched but soon relaxed when realizing that it was Arthur. He cried into the chest and feeling just worse than ever. Almost would he have lost his mate. Almost would he have ended up with someone who forced himself on him.

His inner wolf was in turmoil and he knew that it would take ages for him to be better. But he still had Arthur. That made him calm down and even his instincts settled soon. He stopped crying by now but still clinging on the other male.

It had been an even closer call then the Vampire incident. That was why he was shivering and feeling terrified about something like this happening again.

"Gramps wants to see you two. It's about the sentence of you know who." It was Bentley who said this, and he wasn't wanting to move.

"Tell him that I am occupied with helping my mate." It was said with a clear message and Bentley soon left.

But he wanted to have his son also with him, so he felt like crying again. "Arty, I need Ben as well..." The tone in a whine and it was clear that he wouldn't feel better until he had both his son and beloved with him.

"You do know that I will have to leave you and to get him then?" It was asked concern and cautious and he nodded letting go of the hug.

"Alright, I will be as fast as possible then." Care and softness of his voice and he left soon. Not that he wanted but he had a bit of comfort of the scent of Arthur. It was the only thing that helped him right now. His body rolled together and hoping that it wouldn't take too long.

Around 5 minutes later -too long for his liking- someone going through his hair. At first, he flinched but when the familiar scent caught his nose- of Bentley- he leaned into the touch. Next person came soon afterward. He felt himself being hugged into the familiar chest of Arthur.

His arms instantly hugging back, and he felt his body relax instantly again. It would take a while for him to get back and better. "We are here." It was this time his son saying this. And he relaxed even more in his touch.

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This went on for a while. Him feeling scared and having to be reassured either Arthur or Bentley. He hadn't often left their house. It had been now two weeks and he felt himself even needier. Merlin knew that he had today his heat. That meant that his scent would get stronger.

He needed his Alpha and he was really relieved to know that Arthur was there as well. Bentley had left to meet a friend today and he was glad about this. Arthur was listing and taking care like always. It was nothing new and three days later it would be better, or they thought.

It wasn't all four weeks but sporadically he got these heat issues and that was a mental problem. This was why he ended up being inside the bed almost all day. Not to mention that he still felt these hands on him. It was something that he couldn't erase.

A shiver went through his body and Arthur tried his best to help out, and it worked to some extent. Yet he couldn't forget it. Couldn't erase that feeling. Maybe this was way after another two weeks Gaius entered.

Gaius wasn't just a sorcerer but also a physician. By now he was too much occupied with his thoughts. Merlin hadn't realized this. The physician had just recently completed a spell that should heal mental health issues.

It worked in the end and it was weird not to have these issues, but he was grateful for this. Grateful that he wouldn't have to constantly feel the hands of this bastard on him. But he still stayed close to Arthur. Not once did you see him alone. 

Everyone by now knew by now not to mess with Arthur's mate or they will end up like the people who had done this. Merlin did stay oblivious about what had happened to the male and couldn't care less about it.

Then two weeks later that he felt once again at the same thing felt and so he wore the necklace once again. Arthur was more protective. All would be well and that was something that both were sure about.