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Xander POV
“What do we have to do?” my brother’s tone is urgent as we both face the doctor, who eyes us both hesitantly.
Whatever it was, it was enough to make the doctor uneasy and that caused me to feel more cautious than Xavier was apparently
feeling. Xavier looked as though he would murder somebody in cold blood at that moment if he thought it would do any good.
“I can only think of one thing that might save your mate for certain,” the doctor said, looking apologetically at the two of us “and
that would be to mark her while she’s unconscious. It would encourage her to heal quicker, but it would also...”
“Bring about her wolf transformation quicker and mean that we marked her without consent” I supplied, glancing uneasily at
Xavier.
No wonder the doctor looked so hesitant about it. Marking somebody without their consent was practically a crime except in
extenuating circumstances, such as this one.
“Correct,” the doctor says agreeably so it’s not an easy decision to make. But I will say this. Time is of the essence and if you
want your mate to live, you’ll do what’s required and beg forgiveness later” he concluded grimly and with a sense of finality
to it.
Regan would hate us both for doing this. She hadn’t been thrilled to discover we were mates in the beginning and for us to mark
her without consent... That would be unforgivable in her eyes. But the thought of losing her.... I stared at Xavier helplessly,
knowing that his thoughts ran along the same lines. Neither of us could bear to think about losing our mate when we could have
done something in order to save her. I knew Xavier felt guilty and thought that Regan’s being injured was his fault. No doubt that
would help form his decision about what he wanted to do. I had no doubts about what he would choose. I knew him too well.
“We’ll do it.”
Xavier’s voice was brooking no arguments. He glared at me, daring me to object. The doctor looked at me as I hesitated and
then nodded in resignation. What was there to argue? Regan’s life was of the utmost importance to us. We could beg for
forgiveness later when she lived, but we couldn’t just let her die, right in front of our eyes. Our father was wise enough to let us
decide for ourselves. The doctor motioned for us to follow him back into Regan’s room. We hurried after him, keen to see our
mate with our own eyes.
We halted in the middle of the room in dismay. She was pale, so translucent she was practically transparent, like a ghost. She
was hooked up to multiple machines. Her face was devoid of color. Her lips were bloodless. I could see bandages across her
chest, stained with her blood and no doubt mine and Xavier’s. Her hand rested gently by her side on the bed. Her pulse was
weak as was her heartbeat. I could see the same shock that was on my face, mirrored on Xavier’s. The doctor hadn’t been lying
to us, Regan was close to death. Even with all the transfusions she had been given. With all the abuse she had suffered in the
past, she must have an even weaker immune system than the average shifter, something we had failed to take into account as
well.
“She’s practically gone already” Xavier murmured, looking fearful, moving closer to Regan and taking hold of her hand.
I swallowed hard and moved to the other side of her gently stroking her hair. Her eyes remained closed, her body unaware of our
presence. I felt the familiar warmth and the tingly sensation as I gripped her other hand and stared down at her, feeling my chest
tighten.
“Oh Regan” I murmured, feeling nauseous.
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She resembled a doll, a broken one, lying on the bed. I felt helpless looking down at her.
The doctor looked between us all. “I will give you your privacy to do what needs to be done,” he said simply and with
nonchalance and then left before either of us could utter a word in reply.
I looked at Xavier. “How do we do this? She’s just lying here. We just bite her and wait?” I asked, meeting his eyes.
I felt stupid even asking, but it’s not as though we had ever marked somebody before. This would be our first time. It was a
shame it wouldn’t be during a special occasion, but we couldn’t change that right now.
“I think that’s it. We do that and wait. I’ll go first” Xavier said, gently moving her head to the side and exposing the her neck as he
eyed it carefully.
nape of
I nodded, watching as his canines grew out of his mouth. He looked down at Regan hesitantly and then he bent his head down
and bit her, gently, drawing blood and then tenderly licking the wound closed and healing it. He straightened up and we watched
as a small mark appeared on her neck where the wound had been. A black wolf.Xavier’s mark upon her.
“My turn” I exhaled, feeling a sense of apprehension. I moved her neck, just like Xavier had done, exposing the other side, being
gentle and careful not to move her too hard, and then stared at the smooth skin, allowing my canines to grow, My wolf purred,
put their marks on them. My wolf was no different. I could feel guilt consuming me, even as I reminded myself that this had to be
done. I just hoped that Regan understood that. I leaned over, sniffing her delicious scent, closing my eyes for a brief second as I
became lost in her familiar smell, and then bit into her neck, as gently as I possibly could, tasting her blood in my mouth. It tasted
particularly potent, a blend of mine, Xavier’s, our Father’s, and hers. Hers were sweet. I licked the wound closed and watched
another mark, identical to Xavier’s appear on that side of her neck. It was joined by a crescent moon, and as I pulled back, I saw
that Xavier’s had been joined with one too. It had to do with Regan’s wolf I surmised, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand
and feeling impatient as I looked down at my mate. I had half expected her to wake up immediately, but there was no sign of her
moving, let alone of her eyes opening. I felt slightly disappointed even though I knew it was foolish to expect her to wake up so
suddenly. This wasn’t like in the movies. It would.
take time.
“It looks as though color is coming back into her cheeks,” Xavier said in surprise, peering at her closely with an intent expression.
I looked and sure enough, he was right. The color was coming back into her face and her lips no longer looked as bloodless but
were now turning a pale pink. I breathed in relief. She was beginning to come back to us. Now that I listened, her heartbeat
seemed to be stronger as well and becoming more rapid. That was a good sign. It meant she was growing stronger rather than
weaker. Didn’t it? She was going to live! I inwardly rejoiced, smiling at my brother and feeling as though a burden had been lifted
off my shoulders.
“She’s getting stronger,” I said, grabbing her hand and squeezing it, feeling relieved.
Xavier frowned. “Maybe we should call the doctor back....” his voice trailed off and faded away.
Suddenly we heard a strange sound, a choking sound accompanied by coughing as Regan’s body jolted and she bolted straight
up, startling us both. She clutched at her chest, looking frantic and the machines began to loudly beep, causing chaos in the
room. I felt my hand lose contact with hers as she struggled to breathe. Her eyes were filled with pain and shock as she stared at
the both of us, her tone accusing and sharp.I flinched from the look in her eyes.
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“What did you do?” it was almost a scream as Xavier and I glanced at each other uneasily.
We had expected results and hoped for her to wake up but not in this state. She looked confused and devastated at the same
time. As though we had betrayed her in the worst possible way.
Regan looked panicked, doubling over and clutching her chest as though in pain. She let out another scream, causing the
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doctors and nurses to come running into the room. We had managed to wake up our mate and save her life, but at what
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Regan POV
It was bright. I could feel the warmth of the sunlight, smell the scent of the flowers, and hear the sounds of the birds chirping in
the distance. It was peaceful here, wherever here was Beautiful and serene. It was so tranquil and pretty. I could feel a dull ache
in my chest as I stepped into what looked like a cadow of flowers, my eyes scanning the beautiful scenery. a wistful smile on my
face as I tried to work out what had happened. The last thing I could remember was Luna Jennifer plunging her claws into my
chest and then darkness until now. Had I died? Was this the afterlife? I had no regrets, nothing as I stood there, lost in
contemplation. I would miss Xavier and Xander, but if this was how I had gone, I could not bring myself to be too upset about it.I
consoled myself with the knowledge that we all had to die one day.
“Darling girl.”
I stiffened at the sound of the familiar voice. It was impossible, it couldn’t be, and yet, as I turned to face the woman who had
spoken, I could see her standing there with my own eyes. My lower lip trembled as I took her in. She looked whole. The same
long hair that I remembered, the sparkling dark eyes, the curvy body, and the generous bosom. There was no sign of blood or
gore. She wore a simple white dress, her hair cascading down her back. I blinked back tears. I was in a state of disbelief. I was
afraid this was simply a hallucination as I stared, wanting nothing more than to touch her.
“Mother?” I whispered, my voice shaking.
She smiled and held out her arms. Like a child, I ran into them, feeling her embrace me tight. Her body was warm, as though she
was still alive. I held on tight, not wanting to let go, tears coming to my eyes. I had missed her so much, all these years, and now
that she was here, I never wanted to let her go. I could have stood in that embrace forever. I could feel her hand slowly stroking
my back and hear the grief in her voice as she continued to speak to me, her voice soft and yet firm at the same time.
“Darling girl, it’s not your time yet” she whispered.
My time? I stepped back, slightly puzzled, and saw the
Concern on my mother’s face.
“No darling. Almost but not quite” she told me, pinning her gaze on me.
“Is that why I can see you?” I whispered, my throat constricting.
Was I close to death’s door? Was this some sort of space in between? I stared at my mother, wanting to understand.
“The moon goddess granted me this privilege. She shows mercy to those she feels deserve it. You are not the reason for my
death Regan. You should not feel as though you are to blame. I have watched you grow up and I have seen your suffering at the
hands of your father. I have mourned his hatred of you and wished I could have done something to make your life easier. Now I
have a chance to speak to you.” She smiled tenderly at me, á tear trailing down her cheek.
I could feel my own tears beginning to well up in my eyes as I fought to keep them from trickling down.
“You have to go back,” she said, her voice almost pleading, as I stared and then began to shake my head in denial.
I didn’t want to go back. Not ever. I hated that pack and I wanted her. Why should I go?
“No, no Mother, let me stay here with you” I pleaded, feeling the tears begin to trail down my own cheeks. “Don’t make me go
back. Let me be here. Let me be with you” I begged unashamedly.
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I missed her so much. Visiting her gravesite was not enough to keep her memory alive anymore. Here, I could touch her, I could
talk to her. This was better.
She took a shuddering breath. “I wish I could let you but that would be selfish of me. I miss you with every fiber of my being
Regan. I’m so proud of everything that you’ve had to endure and overcome. I have never stopped loving you” she cupped my
cheek but sweetheart it’s not your time. You still have so much left to live for.”
“Like what?” I whispered “I don’t have you. All I have is....” I trailed off, feeling resentful.
All that was waiting for me was more pain, more abuse. How could she ask me to go back and endure more of what I already
had?
“Two mates who love you. A future. I got my chance; I got to have the one thing I would never regret in a million years. I had you”
She touched my cheek with a gentle smile on her face, I will always be there for you. I will always watch over you. You are my
little girl but you can’t stay here” she repeated, looking deep into my eyes, “as much as I wish I could be selfish and make you
stay, you have to leave darling heart.”
“Don’t make ma” My heart is breaking, and my voice is filled with agony. “Please, don’t leave me again.”
I had no one else. She was the only one I trusted, the only one I had loved and lost.
“I never left you” she promised, trying to blink back her tears, “just like the moon goddess has never abandoned you.” Lies, I
thought angrily. The moon goddess had abandoned me years ago. Where was she when I went through all that pain and abuse
at my father’s hands? At my family’s hands?
“I can’t do it. I can’t” I shouted panicked as she gave me a forlorn expression, stepping away from me “You don’t know what I’ve
had to go through. What I’m still going through. Please Mother” I screamed, losing control of myself in a desperate bid to remain,
refusing to go back.
I sobbed openly now, watching as she continued to back away. I felt a sudden flaring pain in my neck, causing me to gasp and
clutch at it, wondering what the pain was from. My mother’s eyes rest on me and she slowly gives me a sad smile.
“Your mates are trying to save your life” my mother’s voice is soft and filled with grief. “They are marking you in order to give you
the strength to survive.”
“I don’t want to” I screamed, sinking to my knees “I don’t want to live, I want you.”
She gave me a tearful smile. “I will be waiting for you when the time is right. I love you Regan” she whispered and then began to
fade away as I began to cry, wrapping my arms around myself in earnest.
She was abandoning me again. The pain was overwhelming. It was like losing her all over again, but in a different way.
Another flaring pain, this time from the other side of my neck. My hand shoots out to clutch at it.
“Your mates are marking you to give you the strength to survive!
“No” I whispered, as the meadow around me began to disappear right in front of me. “No, no, no” I screamed, trying desperately
to claw at it, as darkness consumed me and the pain in my chest began to flare, my body convulsing.
My eyes shot open. It felt as though my chest was on fire. I grabbed at it with my hand, barely acknowledging that I was in the
hospital, the pain the only thing I could focus on. My mates stared, taken aback as I screamed in pain, bringing all the doctors
and nurses rushing in to help.
“What did you do?” I screamed, wishing I could go back and speak to my mother again and knowing it was impossible.
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They had ripped me out of that place and now I would never see her again. Did they know what they had done?
Xander and Xavier didn’t answer, looking stunned. I could feel the doctor looking me over, and the nurses checking the
machines, but my gaze was blank as I stared around the room. I could feel myself trembling as I slowly came back to reality. The
meadow was gone. My mother was gone. I was back at the pack. Back with my mates and my hand slowly crept to my neck,
tracing the mark that had been left there, before moving to the other side and feeling the same. They had marked me, just like
my mother had said. Marked me while I was unconscious, saving my life and severing me from the only link I had to my mother
forever. My scream was so loud and so filled with anguish that everybody was forced to cover their ears. The doctor pricked me
with a syringe of some kind of drug and I knew no more.