Mated To My Tribrid Lycan Mate のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

"Are you okay?" I asked, rushing towards him."I'm... fine," he answered, his breathing hard and fast. "I'm sorry you had... to see... that...""Lean back," I simply said, helping him against the locker behind us stained with blood. "I'll go get you some water.""No," he coughed, grabbing my hand quickly. "Stay, please. It will... only last... for a few... minutes." I wanted to argue, but then the tortured look on his face stopped me. So, I simply sat beside him, leaning my back against the locker as we both faced straight ahead.We sat in silence as his breathing slowly returned to normal. He still held my hand in his, and there was this foreign sensation overriding my senses as he rubbed small circles with his thumb on the back. What was I supposed to be doing now? Was I supposed to fuss over what he just did? Ask him what is wrong with him? Cradle him to me? Well, I could. But we aren't exactly in that type of relationship.

MAVERICK. The slow humming. The sound of the fire crackling. The sweat trickling down my body. And the sound of my heavy breathing. Those sounds, combined, are dangerous, yet comforting to know that it'll end soon. That the pain would end and I'd be fine again. "Let go of your pent up anger. Release the negativity in you, Mav," Tabitha's voice floated through my consciousness as I fought to keep up. To stay without giving in to the surging power beckoning at me. I inhaled deeply, then slowly began to breathe faster. With each breath inhaled, I could feel my tight muscles loosening, and I could feel myself sweating even more. I squeezed my eyes, wincing a bit as something pinched from within my chest. Then quite suddenly, it stopped. "You can open your eyes now," Tabitha said, her voice close. I pried my eyes open to find her standing with me in the ring of fire she had Khalil make. She then stretched her hand holding a small bottle towards me. "Rub it all over your body. Apply

"Good day, everyone. This is sitting 0.21 of the investigative case for missing female wolves and humans," I began, as I squared my shoulders even more and continued. "I've done extensive research, as ordered by his majesty, and with the help of the CSI headquarters in the human kingdom, I was able to gather this much," I pressed the remote in my hand, then turned to face the projector. "Three months ago, I was sent on a mission to investigate the case of wolves missing in the human kingdom. But when I got there, female humans were also missing as it states in the data I sent to the Alpha Beta," I nodded towards Kane, who stood behind the king with Kamal beside him. He handed out papers to everyone present and I waited for a while for them to read through. "The investigation was started here, but all leads pointed to the human kingdom so I was sent there. As you all can see," I pointed towards a mark on the map showing on the projector. "Here is where it all started in the human kin

I had thought it would hurt, being lied to by someone I thought connected with me. That I'd feel some sort of emotions as I stood before Tabitha. But I was shocking myself with how fine I was. Everything was perfectly, perversely, anticlimactically fine. I wasn't sad or mad or depressed. Or maybe it wasn't fine, it was empty. I could say I feel fine in the way one responds to a passerby on the street, greeting another. I felt echoes of emotions, but really the only one loud enough for me to process was betrayal and a fog that blanketed me in emptiness. I felt... shut down. Except that isn't exactly right either. I felt out of control, even of my own body. I could faintly feel Robyn trying to reach out to me through the bond, but I was surrounded by a thick fog. Nothing could break through to me. I could feel her trying to say something, but she didn't get through. I couldn't hear her words. Since she could tell I couldn't hear her, or rather wouldn't li

MAVERICK. I paced around restlessly as I tried to make something she could eat when she finally woke up. I didn't dare to sit down, nor give a window for my thoughts to filter in. Not with her sick and sweating profusely, despite the heavy rain falling outside and the cool temperature in her home. The weather had turned gloomy even before I arrived at her house three hours ago, and an hour after I got here, the angry clouds released their tears and the pelting sound of the rain outside wasn't as comforting as it had always been. I paused before her. My heart hurts seeing her this way. So vulnerable. So... out of it. I picked up the cloth resting beside her, dipped it into the bowl with cool water, then pressed it against her forehead. She was still feverish and with each passing hour it seemed to get worse. Should I call her mother? What if she gets more worried and chases me away, since I'm absolutely sure she's not aware of the fact that we are actually mates. "Ahsyaidnkaldu,"