Chapter 122
A few minutes pass before the door opens and shuts, a worn out looking Jezebel taking a seat opposite us in the hall. She looks frustrated and I know she hasn't found a solution on waking Amanda up. The hopeful feeling in me diminishes and I slouch back in my chair with a sigh.
"I worked on healing her and trying to facilitate the process of flushing out the toxins easily from her body but, she didn't respond at all. Her body just took what I gave but I don't know if it's helping her or not. Usually, I know right off the bat." She massages her temples, shutting her eyes tightly before opening them again. "The color of the bite on her neck is fading, slowly but surely, so that's a good sign. I'm going to need a room to connect with the Gods."
I nod, dejectedly. "Ryan, will you get someone to prepare a room for this?"
"Of course." He replies before rushing off, knowing Jezebel will be in there for a day or two.
I stand to go to my mate again when all of a sudden, I double over in pain as soon as I open the door to her suite. Cursing loudly, I watch as Jezebel rushes over from the corner of my eye. But for some reason, my beasts come forward and snarl at her, warning her to stay back. Groaning, I fall to my knees as my beasts roar in my head.
In my search for Amanda, my pendant has lost its strength at keeping my beasts at bay, specifically my vampire. Now that Boris, my vampire beast, has come out to save his mate, he is feeling overprotective of her. Mura is also itching to take over and be nearer to Amanda but I can't let that happen. She needs to recover and I know that if my beasts take over then they will hurt her, badly. Glancing upwards, I know Jezebel has caught on to what was happening.
"Call Ryan and the guards." I rasp out as my gums start to ache, knowing my beasts are close to losing control. The last time I had let them both take over, I had killed and destroyed enough to hate myself for the rest of my life. If they come out now and hurt Amanda in any way, I will never forgive myself.
"Gabriel..." My brother trails off unsure, Valeria beside him as they both stare at me in confusion.
"Listen," I gasp, clutching onto the armrest of a nearby chair. "I'm going to be in the dungeons until Amanda wakes up. We'll go back home once she is stabilized."
"B-But why?" Valeria asks worriedly, Paloma matching her expression.
"No time...to explain. Isabella will tell you everything you guys need to know. Take care of my Amanda while I'm gone, yeah?"
They nod and I smile shakily, gritting my teeth in frustration when my form starts shaking and fur begins sprouting on my back, my clothes tearing because of my change.
Soon, I feel hands pulling me up just as my beasts come forward. They have about thirty seconds to throw me in a cell before I completely lose it. Relaying this to them, I look back at my beautiful mate one last time, committing every detail to memory, before my vision blurs as the guards speed away.
Just as I'm thrown into the cell and locked in, my beasts break out and take control, releasing the loudest roar I haven't heard in a long time. It shakes the walls and brings tremors to the land and its people. I watch from the backseat as Ryan walks in and sighs, a broken look on his face, the very same one I remember when he found me drowning in my sorrows when the news of my parent's murder reached me.
He makes his way over to the screen connected to the cell and flinches as my beasts slam into the walls of the cell repeatedly in a bid to break free and be with our mate. Silver is immediately doused over my body making my beasts release yells of gut-wrenching pain. But it's only momentarily, for they are back at trying to break through the unbreakable walls again.
I only hope that Amanda will wake up soon, if not then I will surely go insane.
I watch as my beasts slam against the unbreakable glass of the cell, even though they have done this almost every day. It's tiring to watch and I hate that they have taken control. I can feel their rage over our mate being hurt, they miss her as much as I do. It feels like something was torn from us and left a gaping hole in our chest, waiting to be filled again when she wakes up.
If she wakes up.
With one last furious roar, my beastly form slumps against the walls of the cell and transforms. I blink in disorientation, feeling weird yet highly relieved to be back in my human form again. Groaning at my healing cuts, bruises and welts, I pull a nearby blanket over my bloodied form. I'm too weak to put on clothes just yet.
Amanda's condition had stabilized within four days, allowing us to return to my pack. This was two weeks ago. Ryan had just given me my last dose of Wolfsbane and silver, enough to knock my beasts out for a day or two. In that time, I would go and visit my mate who still has not woken up. It kills me inside whenever Ryan will shake his head solemnly in reply to my questions about her.
I sigh, wincing in pain when I feel blood trickling down my neck from an open wound that is currently in the process of healing. I watch as Ryan opens the door to the cell and walks in with a stack of papers, taking a seat on the cement floor beside my exhausted form. He does this every time I will be given control over my human body again.
"How's the pack?" I ask, resting my head against the cold wall.
"They're alright...worried about their Alpha and Luna, but they're okay." He nods, scribbling something on a piece of paper.
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