Is Another Level Of Pain Novels & Stories

Then she slides up and down once more, my eyes closing and my breathing irregular as pleasure sweeps over me. “Fuck Tate,” I mutter and she moves her hand again with more intention, no longer testing the waters, no longer as fearful of the oath. Then it hits me. The wave of nausea followed by unimaginable pain. It starts in my feet, the burning, like every nerve ending is catching fire and blowing up my body like an out-of-control forest fire blazing its way up my legs, to my torso and overtaking all of me.

I mumbled. I thought I was okay, but another wave of pain struck my belly for the second time, and this time, it refused to subside as it spread throughout my body. "Argh!" I groaned silently, trying to keep my pain to myself as I didn't want to alert Darwin and Anabella. I tried to stand up, but the pain was too intense, causing me to fall back into my seat, and I groaned again. "What's wrong? What's wrong with you, Darin?" Darwin asked me, and I shook my head.

As if they seek to intergrate their very souls together. I have suffered before but today it's different. The pain is much more severe than before. I am the big bad alpha and can hold my own against even an army. But not the pain of betrayal of the mate bond. This pain is on a whole new level. No matter how hard I try to suppress it, I know that it won't be long before I can no longer contain it.

The sensation felt as if it were almost hitting the bone, radiating through my entire leg and rooting into every nerve fiber. However, amid the pain, my thoughts drifted far away. I remembered Malisa and Serena, the wounds they suffered due to my cruel actions. The guilt haunted every heartbeat, reminding me that there were consequences for every action I took. This pain, although excruciating, was nothing compared to the suffering they experienced. With every breath I took, I tried to divert my attention from the tormenting pain. Perhaps this was a form of karma, a reminder of the mistakes I had made. In my heart, I prayed that they could forgive me, even though I knew it wouldn’t be easy.

The world came apart and reassembled. There are no adequate words for it. Pain is the wrong word — it was pain, yes, but also something beyond pain, something that included pain and then went somewhere else entirely, somewhere large and hot and ancient. I was aware of the floor beneath my palms, and then my palms were not palms, and the floor was much closer, and the world was— Different.

Just at the pain in my stomach hits me, it spreads to my upper back…and I scream out as I can feel the shards of glass starting to force themselves out. I pant out through gritted teeth, the pain almost knocking me unconscious as the glass has to cut through flesh again that had already started to heal over. I scream out, the sound echoing across the woodlands….the pain too intense to handle…then

I fell to the floor and cried out in pain. “No, she is fine. The first time is always painful.” Christian said. Oh now they tell me I thought as I felt another current pass through my body. It hurt so much that I couldn’t move, I just laid on the floor whimpering in agony. The currents started coming more quickly until they started to coalesce. I could feel my bones starting to snap and change position bringing a whole new dimension of pain along with it. I tried to breathe deeply and ignore the pain but it was useless, there was nothing I could do other than endure it until it was gone.

My fingers tapped against the edge of the table, my mind restless, unsatisfied. I was still seething when a strange discomfort rippled through my stomach. At first, it was a dull ache, hardly worth my attention. I ignored it, my nails scraping against the wood as I took another breath. But then— A sharper pain shot through my lower abdomen, like claws tearing into me from the inside. I sucked in a sharp breath, my spine going rigid. What in the name of— A bead of sweat trickled down my temple. The pain came again, twisting, burning—worse than before.

Why make me go through this again? The burn went deeper and deeper, more intense, going deep into my bone marrow. I gritted my teeth and another flood of hot tears rolled down. It had been over a minute now and yet the pain wasn't leaving. I knew I was going to die. Now I get to understand the smirk on her face. She must have added another substance to this. It was not just that the suffering was more intense, it also took more time than the previous ones.

' She remains silent, I feel worry coursing through me. I try to shift back but pain coursing through my whole body stops me. I try again and become nauseous. It doesn't work. I can't push myself further. I whimper. The pain was almost unbearable the second time. Almost. I'd definitely rate this at least an 8 but I've never been good with pain. I lay my head down as softly as I can, deciding to wait until I hear. My healing is usually slower than other wolves so it could be a good minute. I count to 60 too many times before I realize that I don't seem to be healing at all.