Ring The Alarm

Hunnie Inzotta, The mate of The Demon-Wolf King!







My body shivered as the room became horribly cold, sending shivers all the way to my spine and toes.

Was this process even okay for my baby, absorbing Bahm's Dark Magic?

I feared it would affect me in a bad way, I feared I wouldn't be able to do it on time.

I'm scared...







"Ingredere nunc corpus meum, nam domus est.

Ingredere nunc corpus meum, nam domus est.

Enter my body now, for it's a home.

Enter my body now, for it's a home."



The coldness slithers into my body slowly, with each strike Bahm lands on the barrier, a flow of Dark essence races towards me. Kris was in the back, crying on the floor, but there was no way I would let him die.





How can he do this to me!

He wasn't going to tell me?



Deep inside this made me mad.





A loud roar shakes the garage every time Bahm strikes the barrier. I continued the spell, chanting to lure the magic to me.





"HUNNIE!!

STOP!!!"



Kris roars just as I see the tip of Bahm's sword, pierce right through the barrier and my body becomes one, clouding over my eyes as I looked straight up, pulling the energy.



Sensing Kris crawling to my side, immediately I raise my hands, lifting him off the ground and placing him back onto the sofa. He gasps right away, cussing in the air and sending me unpleasant slurs before he settles.



Bahm stood by the doors, watching me as the purple energy came to a stop, and I see him take one step in side the garage, out of breath, but quickly steps back outside, vanishing right before my eyes.





Is it over?

Glaring at Kris, he had his face covered, crying in his hands. A terrible feeling creeps along my bones, only hoping Kris can forgive us, he's my mate and I would never let him go.





"Kris, I'm sorry...

Please talk to me."





"I hate you both, " He sobs, his face wet and red.





"I regret both of you!...

Leave..." His mouth becomes full of saliva, bawling in my presence.



Seeing as Bahm left, only indicates that I was able to absorb the barrier. Turning to face the wall, the black hole was gone too.





"What can I do for you right now?

Can you heal?"





"Hunnie, I'm telling you to go away!

RIGHT NOW!!"

He barks, making me feel uneasy.





Taking a few steps back, all I could do was watch him.

This whole time he had the ability to heal his self, but instead, he patiently waited for that dark abyss to appear and suck him up. It broke my heart. He wasn't even thinking about me.





"I'll be back...--"





"When did you guys mate?"



He asks so suddenly before I could turn and leave.

With an awfully dry mouth, and shaky hands, I tell him,



"Uhh..

The...day...

The day...you guys fought.." The words got stuck in my throat.

Why does he have to ask this now!







"YOU MEAN THE DAY HE FUCKING TRIED TO KILL ME!!!

YOU TWO MATE...While...

While..I was injure, Hunnie!

Shows just how much I mean to you!"





His words burned, but I could see he needed mending to, so I walked over to the small table, picking up alcohol and bandages in spite. The rest was history.





"Don't touch me!"

He yells when I place his arm above his head.

With both arms a cast, there wasn't much stopping me from cleaning his wounds. Of course, he'd tried to sit up, moving his arms onto the wound, but I didn't give up until his stab wound was cleaned and bandaged up.





"I'm going to stitch the other hole by your ribcage, whether you like it or not!"



Hissing over to Kris and injecting him with pain medication, I began piercing his skin with the needle, pulling the thread through while he screamed in anger.



Suffering many blows from his hard cast, I had finally finished the job and he was already drifting off to sleep. His face and wounds were clean, his I.V inside his elbow, dripping fluid into his body. It was quite visible he was dehydrated.







"Hunnie?"

Stepping back, I see Bahm by the front doors. The look on his face was saddening, but my body shivered seeing him.





"He's asleep. I finally got to stitch his wounds closed and cleaedn him up."





"Are you ready to go home?"



Nodding my head, Bahm holds his hands out, pulling me into a hug. We stay that way for quite sometime, I thought I even felt his shoulders shaking.

By the time we arrived back to the castle, the sun was already rising and as per my usual, I needed to vomit. When stepping back into the room, Bahm was sitting at the edge of the bed with his head hanging lowly.





"Are you okay?"



He turns, looking at me with glossy, red, swollen eyes. Trying to form a half smile.

I cup his face and he leans into my hand, rubbing his face all over before hugging me at the waist.





"I'm so happy...to be back here.

I've missed you incredibly."

His voice cracks and he begins crying against my stomach while tightening his embrace.





"I'm glad you have your memories...I thought I'd never be able to have you again." I sobbed, planting kisses on his head.



We both cuddled to sleep, wakening late afternoon where I didn't want to get up again. My body was exhausted from absorbing the magic, I could feel the energy circling around my own like a foreign object.





"Sweetie, you have to wake up, Kris is awake."

Bahm whispers in my ear while shaking me lightly.



Forcing my heavy frame to sit up, Bahm lifts me bridal style, carrying me to the shower and placing me down on my feet right by the toilet.





"I'll leave all of this to you, okay?"





"M'kay," I groan groggy, opening my eyes to find the toilet before taking a seat.



He starts the shower, placing a white silky robe on the door and handing me a toothbrush with toothpaste.



"Where are you going?"



Alarmed when he begins to exit the bathroom doors, a shrill leaves my mouth.





"I showered already, while you slept...do you want me to shower with you?"





"Please?"





We both strip out of our clothes, showering until our skin became red and raw, unable to break apart our snuggling bodies that stood under the shower heads.

A beef broth soup waited for us on the table, with bread and fruits and Bahm makes himself comfrotbale by taking a seat right next to me.





"Bring Kris soup?"





"Yes, I think that's a good idea"

Bahm smiles, gazing into my eyes like I was the best thing on earth. His look sent goosebumps over my skin, and he smiles before gently hooking my chin and planting a pretty spicy kiss to my lips.





"Sorry, my soup was spicy." I giggle and shortly after cleaning up, and handing me a container of soup, with many more spicy kisses, Bahm teleports me over to Kris' garage.







"Go..

Away!"



A groan comes before I even turned the knob.







"Kris...how are you feeling?"

Taking steps in, I walk around him until I could get a good view of his covered face.





"Fuck you!"



I choked, lost for words by his sudden outburst that I couldn't entirely hide my hurt anymore. Feeling awful about everything, I never thought we would get to this point, where he hates me too.





"Go to your mate!

Why are you even here?" He grunts, finally removing his casted hand off his face to see me.



His eyes spoke deadly words, then he eyes the container as I place it on a table to the middle of the room. Ignoring his lowered eyes, I opened the container, placing the soup spoon inside, then eyeing him over.



"I don't want anything from you--"





"I don't care, Kris!

I'm your mate too.

You need to eat something."





He chuckles and we go back and fourth to the point where I become sick physically.

Bahm suddenly appears right outside the front doors before I rush over to the bathroom in the back, hearing Kris yelling for Bahm not to take a step in.



Flushing the toilet and rinsing my mouth, I came back to see Kris sitting up slightly with the recliner and I picked up the bowl of soup. Cutting him a handful of angry eyes, I was becoming fed up with his behavior toward me.



"I don't want it." HE says, and my lips thinned at him.



He's pretty upset that we mated instead of coming to find him first. This, I was sorry for.



"You will eat it, or I'll spill it all over you, you choose!" I stood by the recliner, gawking down at him with the bowl in hand.





"No!" He growls showing his canines.



Remembering how he tried to scratch me last night, a fire builds deep inside of me, along with cruel and unimaginable thoughts.





"Hunnie?..." Bahm's voice suddenly comes from outside the garage somewhere, and Kris looks towards the direction of the door before I throw the hot soup all over him.





"FINE!

FEED YOURSELF!!!

You want to hurt me?

YOU DID ENOUGH....NOW, I'm trying to HELP YOU, and you want to act like...THIS!!!

Not even I treated you this way!!!"

I yelled over his horrid screams, smashing the glass bowl on the floor before exiting through the doors in tears.