The strong burn of my back pushes me into restlessness whilst the soft cushions do nothing to ease the discomfort. I struggle trying to move into a suitable position that would make me feel better but nothing seems to work my body trying to endure carrying the weight.
My male walks in with fast steps carrying a small bottle in his hands, shutting the door behind him he heads towards me. His office in our villa is often very quiet and no one dares to disturb in person or through the phone so I come here to relax. Most nights, he works behind the table and I indulge in the presence of my mate.
Kneeling at my feet he removes my socks. “It is a bit swollen, my female.” He whispers peering up to meet my tired eyes. I didn’t get any sleep last night turning and twisting the pain of my body consuming me. He didn’t know what to do but hold and rock me until I could close my eyes for a bit.
“I do not know why, I didn’t strain myself.” I whine eyeing my feet with pure uncomfortableness. The soles are red, flesh throbbing, and sensitive.
“The healer gave me this.” He says lifting the bottle so I could see it. The texture seems to be like oil.
“Is it the same one as you always use?” I question unsure of its actual contents.
“No, this is different. It will act as a drug to numb your feet for a while whilst it heals you at the same time.” He says pouring out the information he has acquired.
“Well, someone has been studying.” I chuckle.
“I have a pregnant female to take care of.” He says with a smile. He pours the liquid into his palms rubbing them together creating heat between the flesh. Lifting my feet placing it upon his thigh his fingers slowly begin their massage. Not much pressure is added just a little from the pads of his fingers.
“I remember the first time you did this.” A soft laugh leaves my lips as I shake my head.
A light pink hue paints his cheeks his eyes focused on my feet. It was really bad, he didn’t know what to do stumbling about whilst carrying the bottles pressing down without proper focus. He ended up causing me more pain.
The healer trained him, he would dedicate time to learn after he finished his duties. No matter how tired he was he would always go. Some nights when I woke up in the middle of the night he wouldn’t be by my side but in the healer’s office watching and learning the methods to ease my pain.
“You didn’t need to go that far.” I whisper closing my eyes relaxing, feet numbing.
“You were in pain, Lumina. Not one I could heal just by staying next to you. I wanted to make you feel better.” He replies eyes scrunched never removing them from my feet.
He has gotten so good at this I told him he could train the males of our pack so they could help their females. He laughed when I said this. Loud laughter from his belly. “Feel better?” He questions.
“Yes. Your hands are miraculous.” I moan loving the feeling upon my body.
A soft knock has me sitting up on my elbows carrying my weight. “Enter.” Deimos commands and the door swiftly opens giving us the view of a freshly showered Ragon standing with droplets of water still drenching his hair. He rushed to come here.
“Alpha. Luna.” He looks at both of us giving each of us a bow of respect and greeting.
“Ragon.” I greet back with a gentle smile. My favorite male.
Deimos’s chest vibrates as he lets out a low growl not liking my choice of words. A flash of fang towards me has me nuzzling into him. “After you, of course.” I whisper my lips placing a soft kiss to his mark.
“The jet is ready and waiting for us at the airport. I am here to collect your bags.” Ragon says.
“They are in the living room, I put them there last night after finishing up with Lumina’s clothes.” Deimos replies continuing with his massage. Perhaps this is not the best position to be in with him kneeling on the ground and my leg upon his flesh. In terms of his status, wolves may regard this as degrading. But my male doesn’t care, he does what he pleases and always puts me first.
Finishing up he slides a new pair of fur socks on my feet making it even warmer. Now all I want to do is sleep. Ragon heads down with a nod and I look back to my male as he cleans up everything. Putting the last of his papers into the file he seals it placing it into his private hand luggage.
Eyes scan over the room as he inspects that everything has been taken and none left. With one last glance at his desk, he grabs his phone thrusting it into his back pocket. Striding towards me he bends down to my eye level.
“Can you walk or do you wish for me to carry you?” He asks eyes gentle. He often asks before he takes any actions not wanting to go against my wishes.
“I can walk.” I nod encouraging myself. My feet are numb and I cannot feel anything anyway. Getting up slowly Deimos has his arm around my waist carrying my weight preparing to pass it back when I say so.
Taking a tiny step forward has me leap with joy. I feel nothing. The fur socks acting as a cushion providing me more comfort. I meet his eyes implying he can let me go now and he slowly adheres to my wish.
I walk away from Deimos swaying on my feet adding pressure from one leg to another. “Nothing. No pain.” I say a huge smile upon my face, now I can travel with ease.
“Good, if the pain returns. Let me know, Lumina. I will ease your pain even if it wasn’t behind closed doors.” He says following closely behind me as I head down to the living room. I nod in reply keeping my eyes on the stairs. My right hand clutching the railing my left under my belly.
Deimos takes a step with me and stops when I do, his eyes never leaving my flesh. My eyes scan the living room and tears well in my eyes. We have stayed here for a year and I cannot bear to leave it. The memories I have of this place beautiful yet painful at the same time. My male was awoken from the brink of death and my pup has spent the first six months of life here.
“I will bring you here as many times you want, my female. You will never lose this place or the memories imprinted within these walls. I will make sure they will always be alive, this I promise.” He whispers with a kiss to my head.
Clenching my jaw taking a shaky breath, I follow Deimos out of the villa. I don’t look back for my male has promised me that I will return. This makes me stronger for I know he is a male who keeps his promises.
Ragon and Elriam have already left to Giovanni’s pack to take care of the final preparations. The driver bows as soon as he sees me his fingers wrapping around the handle pulling the door open. I greet him with a smile of my own getting into the car slowly.
My right foot dives in first whilst the other waits outside until my body settles upon the seat. Deimos comes towards me bending down thrusting my seatbelt into the socket having a look over if I am comfortable. Once he is satisfied he walks over to the other side taking his seat next to mine.
“I have warned him to drive cautiously for I know the bumps along the path will be horrible for you.” He whispers peering down at me. I nod in acceptance as it is the truth. That is why I stayed back here and would go to Gio’s pack once a week only.
My male pulls me to his side so he can carry some of my weight and I could indulge in the heat of his flesh. The wolf made sure to drive as slowly as possible that the cars behind us honked continuously in annoyance and raced past us.
Deimos kept peeking down the entire ride making sure to see if I was uncomfortable, upset, or stressed. I had to ease him by meeting his eyes once in a while to show him I was fine.