I'm Dying Mate (Iona Blackfield) novel Chapter 11

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lona opens her eyes at the feeling of someone shaking her. It’s the first time she ever woke up without feeling exhausted even when she just woke up. She moves to see Synthia standing at the side of her bed.

Right she thought. After the weird thing of her mates touching her yesterday and her bruises healing, she ran away when a second pair of hands touched her back and neck. The sparks overriding her system.

She didn’t realize that Damiano was just behind her in gym class. When she turns to look at the man who hurt her, she bolted and ran as far away as possible and avoided the two as much as she can. She even missed her science class. She couldn’t wait for the day to end and for her, Mirage and Synthia to spend some time.

Now the day after, lona notices that Synthia looks elated but also irritated by the looks of it. Synthia purses her lips and looks expectantly at the teenager.

“what?” lona groans

Synthia scowls “Am I the kid or you are? You know it’s still the weekdays and you’re still on

your

bed.”

lona smiles “I should be telling you that, stop acting like such an adult”

The little girl rolls her eyes but then looks at lona differently. Her head tilted to the side as she leans closer to lona’s face. “You look different”

“Different?”

“You look…healthy” Synthia steps back and takes a small mirror by the vanity. She gives it to lona who is stretching awake on her bed. “see”

lona gasps, her eyes widening when she saw her reflection in the mirror. She was right, she did look healthy or dare say even glowing. Her tan skin looks in a normal shade and her shoulder barely ached. Her plump and pinkish.

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Having a mate actually really helps her sickness. She blushes at remembering how she acted yesterday. How his touch felt and how the sparks sent such an awakening of shock to her

brain.

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“you’re blushing” Synthia squeals “You’re actually blushing

“Yeah” lona whispers while touching her face and still looking at the mirror.

“Oh no, are you going to the cheesy Snow White thing?”

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lona raises her brows at Synthia and drops the mirror on the bed. “You know, you need a reminder that you’re a kid. So…” lona jumps on Synthia and tickles her on her sides

Synthia let’s out a high pitch scream and soon after, continuous fits of laughter. Mirage enters the room as she looks like she just finished taking a shower and watched the two with

a smile on her face.

lona stops when Synthia looks as if she’s about to cry of laughter. “I….”-pants-“can’t…

breathe”

lona ruffles the kid’s hair “Hurry up, and let’s go! time for school”

“I hate school” Synthia mutters once she caught her breath.

“No one likes school” Mirage says agreeing.

lona chuckles and ignores the two while she gets ready in the shower. She pulls out a modest outfit of a sweater and jean again but this time she didn’t have to fold the ends of it. Synthia and Mirage waited for her to finish before the three went to the dining room

After the argument about Mirage the hybrid, Mammie decided to stay in one of the guest rooms of the pack house to keep an eye on her sons on how they act whenever Mirage is around. The woman has always had a soft spot for Mirage that it warms lona’s heart that

Mammie is here.

They see Mammie sitting on one of the chairs reading a newspaper while food was in front of her. Jessie, the messenger wolf, smiles at the three and waves them over.

“Jessie, it’s been a long time” lona says, smiling at the happy werewolf girl.

“I know! We’ve both been busy.” Jessie then glances at Synthia and Mirage “I’m Jessie by the way and you two are?”

“Synthia” Synthia smiles shyly

Mirage looks stoic and blank as she says in such a serious tone “Mirage”

it’s not that Mirage was upset but it has been a habit for her to be like that. Iona remembers every precaution the doctors told Mirage that any strong emotion could trigger her whether a heart attack or a mental break down, she doesn’t know.

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Jessie seem to mind as she smiles anyway and chatters at the three. Mammie keeping a close eye on the male werewolves in the same room, eyeing Mirage who feels their gaze but doesn’t acknowledge it.

lona feels a lot happier than the usual. She feels a new surge of energy in her that she hasn’t felt in a very long time. Her mood was brighter, and everything seems livelier even this tense atmosphere. She has missed this feeling of normalcy, she has always felt exhausted and tired since her diagnosis.

Now, she was better and maybe a bit improved. The bruises on her arm has faded thank to his touch but she needed to remind herself not to get comfortable. She’s still a rejected dying girl and this small miracle that was given to her, she’s going to enjoy as much as she can.

lona laughs at Jessie’s jokes and ignored her cousins even when they came in the room. When more pack members came in to get some food, she took Mirage’s hand in an effort to comfort her from the looks everyone was giving her.

After breakfast the three walked to drop Synthia off to her house first, before they continued to school. The walk was amazing, it has been a while since she enjoyed one without breaking sweat and feeling so dizzy she has to lie down.

As soon as lona opened the campus doors, a bucket of water fell to her head and she was left frozen in her place. The students laughing both human and werewolves watching her. lona shivered with the ice-cold water and see some melting ice cubes on the floor.

So much for being healthy and warm she sighs while taking the bucket off.

lona releases a shaky breath, her hands shivered while she places the bucket gingerly on the ground. Mirage turns her and made her look at her in the eye, the people in her school apparently doesn’t care that lona has cancer. The school population has done this to Mirage and she has tried a lot of times to take her life because of the bullying. They hated her so much they were willing to do this to a Blackfield.

“Are you alright?” Mirage asks with so much concern it made her brows furrow. She wipes lona’s face with her sleeve and pull her to the closest restroom

lona could even hear Mirage’s thundering heart and she knows anymore sooner she’ll get an heart attack if ever her heart keeps to be that way. she needed to tell her she was alright and fast. lona laughed, a laugh that sounded through the hallways and surprised the people

around her.

“I’m fine, sheesh” lona says, gently shaking Mirage’s hands off of her and trying to hide her own embarrassment. She could still hear some students snickering.

“it’s a childish prank. I can manage” lona challengingly says, her eyes gazing in to the

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populace that pretended they weren’t listening to their conversation. But she knows, she knows they’re listening and would take the bait. “But do you have an extra change of clothes?”

Mirage sighs but then relaxes learning how to calm her heart over the years in just one breath. She imagines all of her feelings and stress coming out of her as she exhales “you’re lucky that I do, or you’d freeze”

“I have a feeling that I shouldn’t ask why” lona teasingly says to her.

Mirage chuckles but didn’t say anything else, her main focus was to take the clothes from her locker and give it to lona but freezes when the gym teacher took lona’s hand from hers. She looks questioningly at the tall but attractive man.

“Who did this, Tesoro?” Drake growls and whisper the last part so only those were close enough can hear. Mirage heard, and her eyes widen, her eyes already coming in to

conclusion.

lona with wide eyes shakes her hand away from his warm ones with a whine. She like the warmth of his skin and the sound of his voice and the sparks that danced on her skin-stop! lona runs her cold temples

“I don’t know and even if I did, I wouldn’t tell you” she answers, her voice soft. She couldn’t find any proper wit or sass to tell him off

Drake was livid. He looks up and glance around the student population that was left in the halls “Whoever did is to her would have to answer to me and Mr. Reynolds. Do this again and

I’ll do what I can to hunt you down”

The anger in his voice didn’t amuse the students anymore that thought a teacher’s warning is rather a funny thing. Mirage watch the two with wide eyes, her green eyes are going to pop out soon out of her skull.

“I’m going to change” lona didn’t know why she says that. It feels like she’s asking permission rather than doing it on his volition and she hated it.

“Whose clothes are you going to wear?”

“Mine” Mirage answers. She didn’t want to insert herself on the two’s conversation, but she quickly figured out what happened to these two. She isn’t all too happy that Drake rejected Jona

Drake glances at her and looks at Mirage’s whole body. Giving her a once over before looking back at his mate. Iona can see his eyes looks stubborn and set. He was going to say or do something stupid. She knows it. She can feel it.

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“She’s too thin, it wouldn’t fit you. I’ll give you mine”

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Bingo. Iona glare at him while he strips off his shirt and gives thrusts it to her. “Wear it”

le of thru

Not only did he call her fat, but he stripped in the middle of school for everyone to see. Ional is beyond frustrated and mad at the mate that rejected her. I can take it back she remembers him say. She scoffs but took the shirt because he was right

Mirage was tall and lean. She looks like she can run fast and have worked out even though she never has. Too much exertion is horrible for her condition.

“Let’s go” Mirage pulls lona’s hand and gave Drake a lingering glare while she storms off with her friend. They walk to the closest restroom and Mirage locks the door behind her as she looks at the stalls if there were anyone in the room with them

Once she sees they’re all alone, she whirls around lona who was still dripping from the cold water and the dry shirt on his hands. Iona hasn’t noticed how she sniffs the shirt and reveled on his smell. The smell of an ocean breeze. It was addicting.

“So, he’s your…?” Mirage trails

lona nods “I’m sorry, I didn’t mention it before”

“It’s fine, I wouldn’t either if he rejected me” Mirage says while her eyes look far away at a distant memory. She snaps back to reality when she hears lona enters one of the stalls to change. “So, anymore more surprises I should know?”

lona sighs “I have two and they both…you know”

Mirage does a double take “You have two?!”

“Yeah” lona looks at herself and was glad that her jeans are still dry, and her cashmere sweater took the brunt of the water. She pulls it over her head and wore Drake’s shirt. The smell enveloping her so completely she thinks she was getting high with is.

She folds her sweater nicely and steps out of the stall where she sees Mirage leaning on the wall while waiting for her. Her eyes look intrigued and calculating. “Okay, so they both…and now they seem to want you back but only does”

“They don’t want me back. They just want to torture me and trust me I wish the other one would stop annoying me too” lona stuffs the sweater to her bag. “I’m so glad it wasn’t the boys who saw that if not-”

“if not what?” Manuel enters the locked girl’s restroom with a screwdriver in hand. His blonde hair swept back and neat while he looks down at the red-handed cousin.

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“I’d say she knows we’ll start World War three” Airo says entering the room as well. The two of them wearing both the same tank top and the same fading gray skinny jeans and the same black combat boots.

“Oh, lona” Manuel sighs “We’re going to do just that”

“No, you would not” lona steps towards them but it was a mistake. Airo grabs lona’s head and sniff her wet head. He takes a long heavy sniff while lona fails on trying to push him

away.

“I got it” Airo says while stalking out of the room.

Manuel steps towards the gaping lona and kisses her forehead. His eyes look menacing and cold which made lona shiver “No one messes with our pack. You must know that”

He wrings out her hair before leaving and kissing her forehead again. Iona can only gawk as they left and Mirage doubles over in laughter.

“Pack wolves are so entertaining” Mirage gasps out.

lona raises her brows at her “I’m glad you’re so entertained.”

“I’m just saying.” Mirage heaves and tries to get her composure back. “They love you, they really do”

lona smiles lovingly at that “Of course, it’s because I love them too”)

Mirage smiles “Come on, we’re already late for first period”

“I’m not going to first period” lona says, remembering P.E. is her first.

“Ah, right. The mate but aren’t you glad the boys still don’t know” Mirage says while strapping her bag back to her.

“Know what?” Skylar says as he enters the restroom. His serious glare flicking to and from lona and Mirage.

“You boys are just everywhere” lona rolls her eyes while taking her bag and prepares to escape the blasted restroom.

Mirage freezes at the sight of Skylar. She looks distant and far away to which made lona worry. Her friend is in great distress, so it was her turn to take Mirage’s hand and walk past Skylar.

“What was that?” lona asks in a safe distance where none of the boys or werewolves would

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Mirage purse her lips and shakes her head “It was nothing”

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“it’s not nothing” lona presses while they made their way back to the football field where no one ever seems to practice. Having highly intelligent wolves as players has its perks.

Mirage sighs “Remember when I said that I wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t tell me about your mates?”

lona nods “So, is Skylar your mate?”

Mirage shakes her head. “It’s his brother, Frier”