I'm Dying Mate (Iona Blackfield) novel Chapter 13

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After the incident in the abandoned building, we didn’t talk to each other but instead made a silent agreement of going to wherever lona was. Frier’s car was parked just outside of the building and I am then left wondering how he found me.

I reminded myself that it’s not my business since I wasn’t his girlfriend. I was just his mate that he still feels a bit possessive over. I climb in the passenger seat of his car to which made him growl.

“Go sit on the back and stay low.” He orders and I know what he said was final.

I close the door and climb on the back. I ignore the pain that manifested itself in my chest. I try to think of other things like my Mom and Dad. The thought of my parents were the only thing that keeps me calm.

I’d never in a million years would want to see them crying over my death. My Dad might be a demon but he wasn’t heartless. He can be cruel but not to us. Mom is a succubus so

emotions and bonds are important to her. She’s a dream succubus and I remember her eating my nightmares away and controlling my dreams where it’d be nice but not too nice. She didn’t want to trigger an attack.

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My heart is often just a sliver away from an attack from being too sad or too happy. I don’t take the things Frier said to heart because I know it’s going to give my heart a hope that doesn’t exist. He’s going to inherit his father’s pack and having a hybrid as a mate is like asking yourself to be challenged.

I won’t need him anyway. Deima hisses and Eros growls at me but I ignore them. When I was a child, I often drag the blade on my wrists just to make the two stop talking. If I had known. talking about leaving our mates would make them sulk, I would have done it years ago.

It would have saved my parents the worry and tears they shed from my suicide attempts. Dad often tries to scare Eros and Mom often tries to appease Deima but it doesn’t always work. It ends up with me crying in Dad’s lap and him having to use his abilities to make me sleep peacefully so I can escape the two in my head.

I lay on the backseat with my eyes closed. The car smelled a lot like him and it comforted the three of us inside this one body. Instead of thinking of his words, I thought about my demon Dad crying when he found me on the corner of my hospital room with blood pooling around

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I thought of Mom’s laughter when she showed me her favorite dreams that she collected in her office. The dreams were in glass orbs that were neatly placed on a bookshelf. I remember stumbling on an orb where Mom and Dad were having sex. I broke it due to shock and Mom was too embarrassed to be mad at me for breaking it. I remember Dad’s loud laughter that made the house shake when he learned what happened.

Both my parents were peculiar people and kept to themselves. They were mates and Mom is a dream succubus that is also the same species as Dad but just a different breed. It was okay if they have a child but Mom miscarried and the doctors told them it was dangerous to try again. No baby would survive in her womb to full term.

The day they learned the dreadful news was the day they discovered me. I was just a baby to them at that time that was left on their doorstep. Dad wasn’t exactly fond of me at that time and Mom was too heartbroken to care for another kid that wasn’t hers. They tried to give me up to an orphanage when they suddenly heard my heart stop beating. It made them panic and rushed me to the hospital.

Then they learned that I was a hybrid of two beings that should have never mated. For some reason, when they learned that I was a hybrid something changed. Mom thought it was unfair that I was illegal and at that time they were living in a state where it’s legal to kill hybrid kids. Mom and Dad moved and abandoned the idea of me going to one of the orphanages.

They took me in because Dad can’t stand the idea of me being alone and Mom has always dreamed of having a child. She made sure to tell me every day that she kept me not as a replacement of what she lost but an addition to her life. Mom was the one who was pressing the idea of the witch to me when I was 14. Dad was still hesitant about it since he didn’t want me to change a thing of who I was but the reminder of my self harm scars made him agree on moving temporarily to a coven of witches by the mountains.

Our trip there was nice, witches and warlocks are really nice people. They just don’t like it when people demand their spells without any respect. The leader of the coven of witches and warlocks took pity on me and gave me a choice or rather a deal. A deal of taking a part of me when I’m at the last stretch of my body.

My heart won’t be able to last another year once I reach twenty one much less another decade so we decided to take the deal, Dad was so relieved and Mom was incredibly hopeful. I couldn’t blame them for being so. It’s been a while since we ever had any kind of hope.

“We’re here” I hear Frier say stopping me from my thoughts.

I sit up and see that we’re on the open parking lot of the hospital where me and lona met. I deflate at the memories of my childhood but I manage to let turn off my feelings again as I climb out of the backseat and closing the door behind me

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Frier walks off but I on the other hand crouched down and aired myself out first. I didn’t want to smell like Frier as I step in that hospital. No one except

about us. I don’t want anyone else to know about us. I didn’t want to cost Frier his alpha title.

the Alpha title but what can I do? I still

I know he’s an asshole for rejecting me and choosing ona and Frier’s brothers knows

care for his goals.

“What the hell are you doing?” I didn’t notice Frier walking back to the car when he didn’t see me follow him. he looks pissed at the sight of me just sitting on the ground by his car. An expensive car that I don’t know the name of.

“Airing out” was my blunt answer while I look at the sky. Oddly enough, the sky reminds me of his eyes

it was going to rain and his eyes resembles like a storm. since it looks lik

“Don’t be ridiculous and stand up. You’re getting filthy” he steps towards me and reaches for

my arm.

I dodge him and glare at him. “Funny, you didn’t seem to mind me being filthy from rolling on the cement floor back at that abandoned building”

He lets out a growl of warning. A warning that I shouldn’t test his patience and I shouldn’t be challenging him but I grew up close to death. There’s nothing that scares me more than dying and leaving my parents brokenhearted and that tends to make you a bit ballsy.

“Stop being a brat and come on.”

“I’m not being a brat. I am being logical” was my calm response. I wasn’t looking at him but at the sky. How much I love the sky. I’ve always wanted to fly and the only beings that can come close to it are angels who can levitate. But it’s been a while since an angel showed itself.

I heard they only show themselves when there’s a big calamity going hence no one wants to see one. I wonder what they look like and though Dad tells me I wouldn’t want to meet one but I really do. He told me they were assholes in real life but I think it’s just because demons and angels were natural opposites hence why they seem like assholes.

He scoffs “logical?”

He moves forward to block my view of the sky, I can see the steely emotion coming from his eyes. The possessive bastard, he even gets jealous of me liking the sky. I sigh not wanting to roll my eyes since it’ll just make him an even greater ass.

“I smell like a close contact you because of how strong your scent is on me. I need to air out a bit or your subjects would be suspicious of you having any sort of relations with me”

His eyes soften as the words came out of my mouth. “must you really do it out in the cold?

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Won’t it trigger an attack?”

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I ignore the concern in his voice and focused on looking beyond him but at the sky. “I like looking at the sky from here. it’s not cold and my heart can take more than you think”

He stares at me for a while. It feels like a long while as I gaze on to the sky. The clouds waning and I wondered what if the clouds were what filled our lakes and oceans and the sky are waves that changes weather by rippling and coursing like the surface of water. We’d float on clouds in a hot summer day and watch the sky rage with angry stormy waves on a rainy

day.

I didn’t make any sense and I sound so high. I laugh at the thought. It’s been a while since I could hear myself think. Both Deima and Eros were quiet in me. it feels, dare I say, peaceful. God, this feels so nice. Is this how everyone feels every day? Being able to hear your thoughts and having them said with the voice of your own mind.

“What’s wrong with you?” Frier asks, I see his lips quirking up. An amused expression showing on his face.

“This is bad, I think Eros and Deima is better off telling me to kill myself rather than me hearing my own thoughts because the ideas on my head doesn’t make any sense” I giggle while closing my eyes for a moment. My back leaning on his car and my head tipped up.” Maybe, that’s why they tell me to kill myself because of how weird I’ve become”

“They…tell you to kill yourself?” I hear the steel in his voice. The hesitation and even the concern but I wave it off. He growls instead “Don’t dismiss me that way”

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“Oh, I’m sorry your highness” I made a curt nod with my eyes closed. “I should have done it this way, forgive this lonely peasant for offending thee”.

He growls “Come on, I think you’ve aired out enough”

Opening my eyes with a sigh, I think he’s right. I was glad that he didn’t touch me because that would be counterproductive even though he was just standing an inch away from me. Oh well. I stand on my feet and brush the dirt off my butt and legs. My jeans were a fading gray so the dirt and shit doesn’t show up much

Frier looks at me from head to toe. I see his eyes ogling me but I ignore the heat that erupted in my body as I sauntered to the entrance of the hospital. I wave at the familiar faces and ask where lona’s room was and they said it was on the usual.

Saying thanks, I walk the familiar steps to the elevator and to the familiar floor and the familiar halls. God there is so many familiar things in this place that it’s even depressing me.

I walk to lona’s old room and when I open it. I froze at the sight of what’s in front of me

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I see Mammie on her usual seat beside the hospital bed. Iona’s Uncle Raven and Fredo on the opposite side from Mammie. I’m even more shocked

4the fact that her mates are on the

bed on the corner that was meant for the visitors who were overnighting. What takes the cake was the fact that there was more tension coming from Mother and son rather than from the enemy Alphas sitting and watching lona’s unconscious form.

“It seems we missed a whole argument” I say while walking over to Mammie and kissing her

cheek.

Mammie smiles at me and puts her hand on my cheek. She lovingly pats me with her long and thing fingers. She used to be a pianist when she was young hence why her hands are so well cared for and pretty even in old age.

“You haven’t missed much” Mammie assures me. her eyes going to her sons once again while I pulled out a chair and sit beside her. She then glances back at me “How are you? I heard the bond made you famished again”

I smile and nod “Nothing like animal blood wouldn’t fix”

Her eyes widen “I didn’t know animal blood would suffice”

“Ah, this animal is special. He’s a pig” I say taking a shot at the man who is also inside the room. I feel his eyes glaring holes on to my head. “I mean, it’s a pig”

“Well, as long as you’re alright. Have you called your parents about it or should I?”

or should

“Uh, can you do it? You guys have always had this bond that I can’t comprehend. You also calm them so…” I trail with a hopeful look directed at Mammie.

She chuckles, “sit on my spot while I call them” she stands and leaves the room and I obediently did what she said.

I look at the nightstand and see some hand sanitizer and took a generous amount before taking the chart next to it.

“Frier, what are you doing here? shouldn’t you supposed to be on that date with Alpha Raymond’s daughter?” Raven asks

I flinch and throw an expressionless look at Frier who seems to ignore me. “She’s too chatty.

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and look for other females.”

Raven seems to be satisfied with his son’s answer with a nod.

I look back at the chart while ignoring the dying feeling in my heart. So he’s looking for females since he is getting old and still mateless. I read the words out loud for them to hear about the result. it was blunt force trauma with internal bleeding of the brain. Essentially she

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was in an medically induced coma.

“We already know, half-blood” Raven says, I can hear the distaste in it.

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How fitting. My father’s mate hates me without even knowing me. he’d be in for a surprise once he knows about Frier’s big secret i.e. me. I don’t plan on telling him but I just wanted to burst his bubble. It would be hilarious to see his shocked and torn face.

I ignore him while I look at lona. I’ve stayed in hospitals my whole life to know what to do to keep a comatose patient well-tended for. I look at her IV line making sure the pressure is enough. I look at her ECG to make sure the P and QRS waves are normal. I kept myself busy because he’s here and looking at me.

Mammie came in soon after and took the sit I pulled for me as she let me stay in her old seat. She takes out knitting needles and an unfinished hat from under lona’s bed as we seem to fill the time with our old routine of waiting.

The werewolves looks at us funny. I don’t blame them for being so panicky and tense and impatient. Most people who aren’t used to hospital settings usually are. But Mammie has enough patience to fill a lake while she starts knitting on her old project.

Fed up, Fredo throws his hands up. “Why are you so nonchalant?”

“Would panicking and pacing help her wake up and recover from her injuries?” was Mammie’s blunt answer.

I really did a whole argument, huh? I wonder what they talked about. It’s obvious that Mammie isn’t close to her sons. She hasn’t ever mentioned their existence for as long I have ever known her. She only tells us about Aunt Dianna and she’s all I ever seen.

Fredo looks pissed but snapped his lips shut. Raven looks calmer compared to Fredo who regarded Mammie with a cautious look.

“Mother, no need to be snappy” Raven chided

“I thought I was the mother in this relationship. Don’t tell me what to do” Mammie wasn’t even looking at the two of them as she’s focusing on her knitting. “I heard how yours sons have a habit of bullying my dear girl over here”

“She’s a half-blood” Raven says

“Does that demeaning nickname justify anything?” Mammie’s lips were on a tight line as she looks up and glared at them “And here I thought, your Elders were all great and kind.” She smiles mockingly at them “how… merciful of them”

I wanted to burst out laughing at their faces. I have always felt safe with Mammie as she

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