Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose.-Chapter 268: Blue balls.

Zevran.

I had thought she was dying. I thought that she was in a kind of not-so-easily-escape-able- danger so imagine my surprise when I rushed into her house to find her sprawled on the floor, shaking wildly while her brother held onto her as if for dear life.

My heart fell in my chest when I took in her overall state— her flushed face, her terribly quaking body, the way tears kept streaming down her face and the way she screamed out in agony, wailing as though her life was being held on by a single thread.

However, it wasn’t her cries that stuck out the most to me. It was her smell.

It was the excruciatingly sweet and tantalizing scent that floated in the air, meddling with my senses. It was the way it reacted with my body, the way it made my entire senses go erect and made my cock stir even when I knew it shouldn’t.

My wolf howled out in want— an extreme kind of want which it had never felt before for anyone, even her, and I squeezed my eyes shut, hoping to dispel these thoughts and feelings...

But man, I was failing. Terribly.

I closed my eyes again and dragged in a lungful of air, hoping to calm my raging heart that way. But do you know what happened instead?

I dragged in a lungful of her intoxicating smell instead. The smell of her heat. Of her body seeking relief.

Usually, that smell from any woman was enough to drive any man mad; so imagine the madness I was fighting now that the smell was coming from my mate?

My own mate! My Leilani!

"What is happening to her?" Caelum’s voice was what snapped me out of my thoughts, and it wasn’t until I looked up to meet his gaze that I remembered he was here... that he had followed me over upon hearing that she may be in danger.

His face was scrunched up into a deep frown and I couldn’t help but notice the way he chewed on his bottom lip, just the way he did whenever he was confused or worried.

When I watched him, for a moment too long if I must say the truth, I realized then that his eyes flashed with something dark. Something that looked too much like desire before it settled slowly and he took a tantalizing step forward.

But I didn’t miss the way he tried so hard not to go near her. The way his face was flushed. The way he couldn’t look at her like a virgin new to things like this— but we both knew that he was no virgin. And that he wasn’t new to these things.

He sighed. "Is she okay? What happened?"

"She took a substance. I don’t know what it is but I fear it is poison!" Gavin responded, sounding like he was about to cry.

My frown deepened when I took in the look on his face and when it finally dawned on me that he really doesn’t know what was happening to his sister, I would’ve laughed. Goddess, I would’ve really laughed if I wasn’t in such a turmoil myself.

I seethed; "These are not the symptoms of poison."

"But it is! Someone anonymous had sent her a package earlier today which contained some substance. It also contained a note stating that it was the antidote for the Moonveil draught... and she took it!"

"And?"

"And she’s been like this since she took it. Only that her symptoms seem to worsen by the minute!" He cried, wiping off the tears on his face with the back of his sleeves.

It was surprising to see him like this. So afraid. So worried about Leilani, but reminding myself that that ought to be a topic for another day, I hissed; "It is not poison! Or let me say that the symptoms she is experiencing isn’t that of a person who’s ingested poison!"

"Then what is it?" He cried out, sounding desperate.

"Her heat!" Caelum and I responded simultaneously, then stopped to cast a weird look at each other before turning back to him.

"Your sister is in heat," I continued, "What should we do?"

At my words, I noticed the way his face slowly drained of its color. He leaned away from Leilani as if suddenly scared that her illness was something contagious. His hands shook slightly and goddess, I was shocked Shane he leaned close to her and asked softly;

"Have my touches been hurting you?"

But she didn’t respond immediately. Instead, she lowered her gaze and sobbed quietly, her shoulders trembling as she whispered; "Yes."

"It was why you’ve been trying to get away from me. I am so sorry!"

At first, I didn’t understand what they were talking about but upon remembering that a woman in heat was always so sore, and that there was a high chance of her getting hurt especially when other wolves that weren’t her mate touched her, my mouth hung open in surprise.

My heart fluttered in my chest just as my wolf leaped in joy. I took a bold step forward, my hands outstretched as I tried to touch her... "Let me—" I said slowly, but before I could finish, she swatted my hand away and yelled;

"No!" She yelled so loud, the veins on the corners of her neck popped perilously.

The suddenness with which she had screamed at me made me fall back in surprise and I asked; "Why?"

"I do not want you touching me," she hissed, "...not you, not your brother!"

Then she threw her head back and screamed into the air, crying loudly when more spasms tore through her very tiny frame.

The scene made my heart ache so much in my chest. It made me want to hold her, to help her... to take the pain away from her if I could.

Tears brimmed in my eyes before I could stop myself and it wasn’t until my warm tears trickled down my face that I realized I was crying for her.

I whispered; "Let me help you,"

"I’d rather die!" She hissed back, sounding so mad, I was afraid.

It sounded as though she had made peace with her death. Like she would indeed welcome the cold embrace of death than allow for me to help her out through this.

That thought alone didn’t sit right with me and made me nauseated.

And you can call me selfish, but I wasn’t willing to see her dead— not now, not ever; So against her will, I found myself leaning forward again and again until I was so close I could feel her warm breath tickling my arm. So close that the heat from her body seemed to warm through my clothes.

The back of my hand grazed over her cheek and when she moaned, shrinking back into herself, it felt as though my restraint wanted to snap.

I gritted my teeth and drawled; "Does that feel good?"

"Mhmn," she answered, closing her eyes.

Her response made me even bolder and I fisted her hair in my hands and leaned forward to kiss the crook of her neck.

However, my lips had just grazed the soft skin there when she suddenly moaned so loud, it made my cock stir again.

But it wasn’t my name she called out.

It wasn’t even any of my brothers’ names.

It was Jarek. Alpha Jarek Frostclaw.

I froze and bloody Hades, my balls immediately turned blue!