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I winced, my lungs constricting which limited my airflow and made me start to hyperventilate. I gasped, unable to catch a satisfying breath, and my body grew heavier with each passing second.
I don’t want you touching me, I whimpered on the brink of tears at the memories that came flooding in and I pushed against his chest, except he didn’t budge, stop !
His hand shot up and grabbed my jaw, forcing me to face him, oh, I can’t do that, princess, he chuckled throatily, you mean the fucking world to him, so I want you, he snapped, dipping down and kissing me again.
What I say actually means something now.
And I said stop.
I punched him below the waist and he stumbled to the side, keeling over and groaning in pain, but something in me burned hotter than anything I’ve ever felt before and a rush of anger flowed through me.
I told you I didn’t want you touching me ! I screamed, sucking in an uneven gasp and blinking away the tears in my eyes. My body was still trembling but that didn’t stop me from kicking him again.
He growled, then suddenly his body started snapping in odd angles and his clothes ripped. I widened my eyes, taking a step back in horror as the man in front of me turned into a huge wolf.
The snarling animal watched me through the corner of his eye, his huge teeth dripping with saliva and the look in his bright silver eyes had me paralyzed in my spot.
His thick, fluffy fur had the same texture as Marshmallows, except his was a midnight black that faded into a dirty blonde down his legs and over his chest.
He turned to face me, his eyes never straying from my figure as he took a slow, threatening step. His pupils constricted when I stepped backward in sync and my action was all it took for him to snap his jaws, the fur on his back standing straight up, then he lunged at me.
White fur zipped by and I broke out of my state of shock, watching the two wolves roll around biting each other and growling loudly. Blood quickly splattered in the grass and I couldn’t tell from who, they were moving so fast it made me dizzy.
Calix was suddenly thrown into the tree next to them and Axel snarled at him, watching as he rolled to his paws and shook off the debris, snarling right back.
I noticed many blood patches on Axel’s once pure fur, but it didn’t look like his so I averted my gaze to Calix, only able to see the blood on his blonde fur.
That’s when he jumped, unsuccessfully latching his jaws onto Axel because he stepped aside, using his paw to push Calix’s face into the dirt and making him take a huge chomp out of the ground.
This seemed to anger him because he shoved Axel’s paw away with his own and spit the dirt out, unexpectedly whipping around and achieving what he was trying to do. His canines dug into Axel’s neck and he threw him down, holding him against the ground with his jaws which forced him to lay belly up, kicking his hind legs wildly. Axel held onto his head with his claws as if he was trying to pull him off, yet Calix was unmoving.
That’s when his flailing hind legs reached his side and he managed to kick him over, causing Calix to fall and drag Axel with him. The positions reversed so now Axel was pinning him to the grass, however, Calix kept his jaws on his neck despite being the one on his back.
Axel snarled, digging his paws into his neck until he yelped and finally released, flattening his ears and no longer trying to fight. This was the first time Calix didn’t look terrifying, he just looked like a sad dog.
Blaine and Danny unexpectedly walked past me and I jumped in surprise, squeezing my hands and taking a step back next to the tree while I watched Axel step off Calix. He wasn’t able to get up by the time Blaine held him down and Danny strapped something around his head, receiving a loud growl as he struggled against them to get free.
Blaine tightened his hold which stopped his squirming and Danny cursed, tightening the straps and making him whimper.
I frowned, hearing him snarl again in a way that sounded threatening. I felt slightly worried for their safety until they moved and revealed the silver muzzle they strapped over his snout, it was connected to leather straps that constricted around his skull. The metal around his jaws burned through his fur and the sight of his red, sizzling skin made me scrunch my face in disgust.
He snarled again and glared at Axel, whipping his head to face Blaine just as he clipped a collar around his neck. He jumped back as though he forgot about the muzzle and Calix seemed to have forgotten as well, yelping loudly from the silver cage applying more pressure onto his snout at his attempt to bite.
Axel snarled at his brother while Blaine and Danny began dragging him toward the houses by the leash. He fought back, but they ruthlessly yanked him each step.
I caught a glimpse of thick gloves over their hands that prevented skin contact with the silver chain then furrowed my eyebrows. However, my questions became blank after I heard footsteps and turned, frowning deeply at the forming pain in my heart.
Axel was walking away without any acknowledgment toward me.
He’s leaving me.
I ran after him, thinking maybe he assumed I was following until I saw his ears flatten and his hackles raised when I reached his side.
This reaction stabbed into me and I slowed to a stop, a lump forming in my throat as he continued walking without even looking at me.
Did I do something wrong ?
Is he angry with me ?
Is it because I’m just a measly human ?
?
I stared down at my lap, fiddling with my hands nervously while I waited for Doctor Wayne to come back into the room. This is my first time doing something alone and I feel incredibly anxious.
A small knock thudded against the wooden door and he walked in a moment after, smiling sadly at me, then closing the door behind him, I received results, and it appears the only issue you still somehow seem to be battling is infertility, Luna, he said, his eyebrows scrunching in thought, Alpha Axel’s blood should have healed everything wrong in your body, even the impossible, as you can see, he signaled from my neck up, making me remember how I didn’t have a voice nor half my sight prior to meeting them.
What is that ? Does it make me weaker ? I frowned. He said nothing as he analyzed me, his lips slowly falling into a frown as well, and he shook his head.
No, it does not affect your strength. It means you cannot get pregnant, he replied, causing relief to fill me.
Pregnancy is a disease ! It’ll take your life !
You know what pregnancy is, correct ?
I blinked, focusing my attention on him once again, a disease, I answered confidently, though I became skeptical at his horror filled face.
He started choking, coughing wickedly and fanning himself with the clipboard in his hand. His face darkened in redness and he cleared his throat, adjusting his coat and widening his eyes as he cleared his throat again.
Who told you that ? He asked, clearing his throat for the third time then looking down at his clipboard and adjusting his glasses, actually, that doesn’t matter, just know pregnancy is not a disease.
I tilted my head and frowned deeper, my relief wilting, and I watched him set down the board and take a seat in the chair, turning to face me after pulling out a strange picture from the drawer.
He rolled his chair over to sit across from me and turned the image to face me, this is a photograph of a pregnant woman, he informed, signaling to the entire photo with his hand and I analyzed the woman holding her very smooth, protruding stomach with a nod. He continued by flipping the photo over to reveal a layered chart of inside the woman.