Abby’s POV
The last thing I rember is my sisters screaming my na, and soone catching when I fell. Then everything went dark. Galaxy whined in my head. She was worried, which worried a lot. Nothing usually shook her cool and collected mind. She used to take everything in stride, but not this ti.
Then after so ti I find myself in the sa place, as when I t my mother. Great! Galaxy probably brought here, so I could heal from whatever crap Sylla poisoned with.
I walk up to the tree, looking at my beautiful wolf laying there, head between her legs looking kind of broken. I sit down beside her, putting my hand on her big soft head, stroking her. She huffs in contempt.
"Galaxy, what is happening?" I ask her, worry spreading like wildfire, turning everything cold.
’I don’t know, little one. I’m sorry! This ti, I don’t have any answers. We are dying, but it’s slow. That’s all I know,’ she answers with sad eyes. A stray tear escapes her. The seriousness of the situation takes my breath away. I can’t believe we are dying.
What about Matt, my children, our pack? What about all the realm, my people? I can’t even comprehend why this is happening to . I have always put myself last, put everyone else first. Minding my own damn business. The questions kept running through my head as ti went on. It felt like a lifeti with just and Galaxy, but then finally I heard voices around . I felt sothing soft under my body. It was warm and comforting.
People were talking, panicking. Then I felt the sparks course through my body. This felt so surreal. I was still sitting under the tree with Galaxy, but I felt everything in my body. I heard everything happening in the room.
Then Galaxy raises her head. She sniffs the air. Then a thumping sound. And an excruciating pain course through , spreading from my neck throughout my entire body. What is happening?
Then a jolt of electricity sends reeling back into my body, and I notice I’m laying in a bed. Soone is sitting next to , biting my neck. By the sparks, I guess it’s Matt. What is he doing? Marking again. Hm. I don’t know what to say to him if I ever wake up again. I don’t want to say goodbye, but I also want that. Mostly, I want to see his beautiful eyes again, taste his lips on mine, and just be held in his strong arms one last ti.
When he lets go of my neck, I feel the loss of contact and my neck feels so cold. Then his tongue replaces his canines. Warmth spread out from where he is licking the wound close.
Suddenly, everything burns from my fingers to my toes. I can feel Galaxy pacing in my mind, walking like a lion in a cage. Outside, nothing happens. I can’t move a muscle or scream. But inside I am thrashing from side to side, screaming in my mind while Galaxy paces. She hums. A lodic sound, which calms my inner battle. Her humming starts an avalanche of things, all at once.
My body relaxes, my heart rate slows down, my breathing evens out. In my swollen stomach, the twins moves in rhythm to the lody. There is a gasp from the room. I can feel what is happening. I’m glowing. But how I look, and why I am glowing, I don’t know.
"Look, her arm." Soone familiar and close says with hope in her voice.
"Why is she glowing like that? Is she humming?" Another asks. When the question is left to be answered, I notice that I am, in fact, humming along with Galaxy.
"Look, it emanates from her stomach. Could it be the twins?" The first voice sounds again. Why is it so familiar to ? Then it hit . It’s Willow. But how? How is she here, when I am clearly in a bed in our pack? I can feel the aura of the surrounding persons, and they are pack mbers. Am I dreaming this?
After what feels like hours, the lody cos to an insistent end. It reaches notes I didn’t know I could produce.
Galaxy has laid down again, looking on and huffing in content. The twins are no longer moving in rhythm, but moving here and there, just to let know they are still there.
I slowly but surely open my eyes. They are heavy, like the way a ton. But after so struggle, they open and I take in the room.
Anxious faces. That’s what I see. A lot of anxious faces. Then soone at my side breaks down, and cry into my neck. The sparks are giving the person away. Matt.
"My love, look at ." I coo at him with a hoarse voice. He only buries himself tighter into my neck, shaking as the sobs wrack his body. He clearly does not care that our family is here. I look at Ellie and Willow, who get the ssage.
They both turn around and usher everyone out.
’We will co back when you are better. We have an issue, but we are handling it. Get so rest, and Abby?’ I look into the concerned eyes of Ellie.
’Please stop almost dying on us.’ I smile and shrug my shoulders. It’s not like I do it on purpose.
’I’ll try, little sister.’ I link back before I furrow my brow.
’What trouble?’ I ask in a hurry before she leaves the room. I sense a tension between her and Jason, but hadn’t thought about any of it.
’I will fill you in, but apparently Jonathan and Jeremy have found their mates, but said mates are not exactly best friends.’ She grimaces at the thought of the drama ahead.
When the door closes behind Ellie, I turn to my mate. Hugging him close and saying random things in his ears, letting him cry it out.
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