"It's been already a day and still no signs of improvement", Vivaan whined. "Only 18 hours passed, Vivaan", Rajeev told him sternly. "Your math is excellent, Sherlock", he mocked Rajeev, "but the point is Luna is not going to make it unless he...". "Mates with her? In her unconscious state?", Rajeev was furious at his friend. "Yes", Vivaan held on to his point. "It is called R*pe. Not only in human world but for us also, it is a heinous crime. Do you have any idea how she will feel?", Rajeev was vehement. "Rajeev, I understand. What happened to your sister was extremely cruel. But don't be foolish to compare it with current scenario ", Vivaan tried to explain. Rajeev was clearly agitated when he mentioned his sister, "Luna Mehek will consider herself violated if Shaurya chooses to take her without her consent. She will be shattered and will feel exploited" . "Then fine let's do nothing and wait for her to die", Vivaan countered angrily.
"Enough", Shaurya came out of his room. Eventhough shut in his bedroom with Mehek, he could vividly listen to his friends arguments. They reflected same conflicts in his mind. He couldn't allow himself to lose Mehek but was unable to forcefully consummate their relationship. Nevertheless he has to choose soon else he will lose his mate forever.
"Bro, save her. She will understand. We will make her realise the situation", Vivaan told Shaurya. "She may not. She will then hate you more and retaliate with rejection. You could lose her", Rajeev opposed. "You will lose her anyways if she is killed. Take the chance", Vivaan tried his maximum. "Leave", Shaurya ordered them, When they were hesitant, he used his alpha tone, "Leave and take care of pack responsibilities. Don't come here unless I summon you". They bowed in submission and left.
Mehek resembled the Sleeping Beauty who awaits her Prince Charming. Except she had no Prince Charming but a wicked bad wolf. Shaurya was sinking into self-loathing. A grave mistake from him had caused her life to dangle by a thread. He had not left her side even for a second. He didn't eat or sleep but remained by her side. The doctor had cleansed her and changed her into one of his linen shirts. His eyes brimmed with tears when he noticed purple marks on her cheek and bruises on her body. For sure they will heal in few days but not her broken heart. Due to medical attention and his care she had received, her body got warm and her pulse improved. Her fingers and toes showed slight movement and at times she used to mumble softly. But those were not enough.
'Shaurya, I think you have misunderstood me'. 'My father brought me here just few days back'. 'I was never you brother's woman'. Her desperate attempts to prove her innocence resonated in his mind. He had marked her forcefully and then rejected her without care. Just to torment her, he had tried to get intimate with Archie. "I am sorry, Mehek. Please come back. I promise I will try till my last breath to make it up to you", he declared. He laid beside her and embraced her body. He brought himself close to her and whispered into her ear, "I love you, Mehek". He held on to her closely and tears spilled from his eyes.
"Water", she murmured with difficulty. "Mehek", he called her name anxiously and looked into her face. She mouthed the word water but this time voice didn't come out. He quickly grabbed glass of water and brought it to her lips. She tried to sip but coughed it out. "Mehek, careful", he rubbed her back to calm her . "Hurts..", she whispered and clutched her chest. "Mehek, I am sorry. It's all my fault", he held her closely and apologized. He could feel her relaxing in his arms but soon she heaved for breath, "So...much... Pain". "It will be okay, Love", he squeezed her and rubbed her back. "Am...I...dying?", she asked between her sobs. Even if it was probably true, he shook his head, "No. Don't say like that. I won't allow any harm befall on you". She gasped for breath and when he laid her back on bed, "I...am...scared. Help...Please". "Stay with me", he screamed being panic when she was slowly closing her eyes. "Look at me, Mehek. I love you so much", he declared his love. She was sad and afraid. Her eyes started to water, "I don't...don't want...to...die". She began to slip into darkness. "Mehek", he patted her cheeks to keep her awake. She tried to give a weak smile and it squeezed his heart. "Forgive me, Love. I have do this to save you. Forgive me", he apologized and captured her lips in a searing kiss.
Though hesitant, he could feel her relaxing beneath him. She soon yielded and started to reciprocate. His comforting gesture soon became hungry. His tongue explore her mouth and she gleefully permitted. When he broke apart, it was clear the magic had already took his affect. Her pain had reduced nevertheless she was still weak and vulnerable. "Mehek, to mend your broken heart...I mean to stop this pain and cure you...we need to mate", he told her. Mehek squeezed her eyes in confusion. "I know you are baffled. Trust me, I never wanted it this way. But I am helpless. To save you , I have to make love to you. Else your life is in danger". Her eyes widened in shock but he didn't miss the slight blush on her pale cheeks. He was torn between desire and morals. She winced and held her chest when another wave of pain hit her heart. He caressed her cheek, "Trust me, Love. Please let me take care of you". She was still puzzled but nodded. When he came over, she closed her eyes as if accepting the fate and giving her consent. Soon he took her to another realm, a place without pain but pure bliss. After a breath taking, passionate make out , he moved to her neck. She moaned sensuously when he softly bit and licked his mark on her.
Outside world ceased to exist for them. They were lost in their passion and love. She was still weak so he was extremely gentle. He took his time to pleasure her and bring her to desire him. She wanted him and he enjoyed it with satisfaction. Despite his best efforts, it hurt her when he took her. He was her first so she bled. It gave him a feral satisfaction. She was indeed special and she belonged to him. She sobbed in pain while he whispered sweet nothings into her ear to make her comfortable. He was patient with her and handled her like a fragile doll. He was skilled, so he soon turned her pain to pleasure. She screamed his name as he pushed her over the edge of pleasure. She felt she was intoxicated and he was her drug. He fell on to her gasping for breath after reaching his fulfillment. "I love you, Mehek", he professed his love again. She smiled listening to his confession and kissed him softly before falling into deep slumber.
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