22: Wake up.
**Zion pov**
Pain..
All I felt was nothing but pain, in the places where it should be possible and even in the places I never thought any pain could be felt. It had been an odd sensation - to feel so much and so little at the same time, but I tried not to focus on it too much.
Slowly, I blinked my eyes open and tried to look around, but a few things got in the way of a simple scan of the area. One - my vision was blurry as fuck. Two - I couldn’t really move my neck without feeling even more pain than I already did, so I couldn’t look around like a clueless child.
I tried to sit up, but that had been the worst fucking idea I’d ever had, so I gave up without trying much.
“What the-” I hissed and stopped myself immediately since talking turned out to be painful as well.
“You’re awake!” Someone gasped near me. It was a man, that much I could say, but I had no idea who he was because I didn’t recognize the voice.
As I kept blinking like an absolute idiot, I realized that I hadn’t shifted back yet. My vision was sharper than usual and my body felt heavier too. The only thing that truly confused me was the fact that I didn’t hear my wolf. Like, at all.
Usually, he was always around, aware and nagging me, repeating one bullshit or another until I felt like my ears would fall off despite his words not being heard out loud.
Now, however, that wasn’t the case. He was still there, obviously, since I wasn’t in my human form, but the silence was truly unnerving.
Also, since whoever was in there with me was running around like a headless chicken, I understood why the person was so nervous. I might have tried to talk, but my voice was heard only by me; to the man, it sounded like a whine the wolf made.
Somehow, I managed to turn my head and look in his direction. I couldn’t, for the life of me, see more than the shape of the frantic person, but what I got was more than I could ask already.
The last thing I remembered was nothing but pain and the blur of the shapes as I attacked my best friend.
Even while I did, I knew it was a bad idea. Truly fucking bad idea, but I had no idea what else was I supposed to do in a situation like that. This place, whatever it was, was under an attack and I knew nobody around here was strong enough to face Bane.
So, I did the only logical and deeply stupid thing that could be done - I went and put my ass on the line to ensure everyone else was safe.
“Don’t move, okay,” the man spoke as he arranged something on a nearby table. “Just don’t move and try to stay awake. Your lady is safe, don’t worry about that, we have someone distracting her from your condition but I’ll get her here right this moment.”
I really wanted to tell him it was a bad idea. Kala was pregnant, she had gone through more than enough, fuck it - too much already, and she didn’t need to worry about me even more than she did.
If it was up to me, I would literally tell them to let her enjoy whatever was good enough to distract her instead of rushing here, but of course, I couldn’t fucking talk at all.
So, instead, I laid there, looking at the ceiling and feeling like an absolute failure.
What kind of mate was I if I couldn’t protect myself, let alone her? My only job was to ensure I was strong and healthy enough to be the wall of protection my woman needed, and somehow, I failed even that.
As a grown man, I didn’t cry every time emotions became too much, but today, I really wanted to cry my heart out. I didn’t, of course, but fuck if I wanted to.
The last thing Kala needed was to come to me and watch me bawl like a baby.
Finally, after what felt too long, my vision sharpened and I could at least see shapes rather than blurry something - whatever it was.
I thought that the person who spoke was still around, but as I listened in, I realized I was left alone to my own devices. Cool, very cool, except I couldn’t really do anything but blink at the ceiling like some moron since I couldn’t even move my bloody neck.
“Hey,” I tried to call to my wolf weakly, suddenly feeling like trying to talk was just as hard as dragging mountains should be. “Can you hear me? Hello? Come on, old man, wake up, talk to me.”
The probing did nothing.. Fuck, now I was really starting to get worried. I couldn’t feel his presence, which could be explained with the injuries and the exhaustion I felt, but this had never happened before so I was justified in freaking the fuck out.
Also, deep down, I knew he had to be here somewhere since I was stuck in his fat ass body, but still..
Fuck, I had to think of something else that wasn’t me going back to think about my wolf all of the time. At this point, anything could do - rainbows, flowers, bees and fucking unicorns. Anything that would take my mind off this dumb situation.
Around me there still was nothing but silence, other than some distant voices I heard somewhere far away, which definitely wasn’t inside wherever I was left.
Was this how toddlers felt when they had gotten into timeout? Just sitting in their rooms, sulking and overthinking whatever silly ideas came to their mind? I could barely remember anything from my childhood, but damn, if I didn’t feel like a fussy toddler right at that moment.
I literally just lied here and waited for any sound to break through - anything to make me feel like I wasn’t alone anymore. Funny how I preferred silence and solidarity most of my life, but now, I hated it with utmost passion.
I just.. Fuck, I didn’t want to be alone anymore.
I didn’t care if I was called weak or unworthy of being the Beta of the pack, but I was fucking scared of whatever was happening and scared of being alone. And, somewhere deep down, I was scared I didn’t have much time left and I’d lose the battle before I could see my son being born and hold him in my arms.
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