I'm Dying Mate (Iona Blackfield) novel Chapter 15

(15) Who Are You?

MIRAGE

Where the fuck are those two when you need them I thought to myself.

He takes a step forward and before I know it, he moves to lona side. His fangs elongated and sharp, inching closer to her exposed neck. I saw red, Eros claws in my insides and before I know it I jump to lunge at the idiot.

Finally Eros growls.

Damn it, you cheating slick mongrel. If I get my hands on you, I’m going to make sure you die a painful death.

She’s mine now

I didn’t know what they meant but that until I felt a wide jaw instead of a closed mouth. My hands were gone but brown furry paws. I feel my canines dig in deeper on Trace’s shoulder. He hisses and takes a hold of my scruff.

I whine as he throws me to a wall. My spine hits the cement and I slide down to a sitting position. I shake my wolfish head and stand on my four paws. This feels so weird and I thought shifting was a painful ordeal but it actually wasn’t. Maybe, it’s because of the adrenalin in my system.

The doctors were wrong. My wolf wasn’t frail nor weak, Eros’ wolf can walk and probably run if given the chance to. I could feel the proper tones of my muscles from my hindleg and foreleg. I flex and roll my shoulders while I took a stance against Trace.

My ears flatten while growl at Trace. He has taken a step back clutching at his bleeding shoulder. I see his arm hanging limp from his side. He looks shocked like he just woke up from a dream. He looks around as his eyes zeroed on me.

“Mirage?” he asks, perplexed.

I snarl. What is this boy acting now?

“I’m…I’m so sorry” he takes one more look at me then lona before he jumps out of the open window.

I was about to chase after him when I feel this lightning strike of pain pierce through my body. I couldn’t move, I couldn’t see anything else other than the spots in my vision. I was falling slowly to the ground as the fur that sprouted out of my body turns to skin.

I could still feel the cold air and then the cold floor as slowly the dark consumed me. Am I finally going to die?

IONA

Opening my eyes, I expected the old faces of Mammie, Synthia and Mirage but what stared at me was the most breathtaking sight I’ll ever see in my whole life. Drake with his eyes that reminds me of the water he threads in during our class. Damiano and his own eyes that reminded me of the beautiful sight of green leaves that waved when I look from below.

I can hear the ECG monitor picking up my rapid heartbeat at the sight of my mates. The relief in me to see the love in them but I also felt the dread and hurt in me as I remember how we’ve come to this position. I try to ignore the rapid beats of the ECG monitor. I had the sudden urge to just pull it off me but that would just worsen my embarrassment.

“Tesoro, you’re finally awake” he cups my cold cheek with his warm and big hand. I feel the surface of his palm touch the softness of my cheek and I felt comforted. Even loved at the gesture.

“What were you thinking?” I hear the anger and pain laced in Damiano’s words. He pushes away Drake’s hands and cup my cheeks with his own. “Falling from that height and worrying the fuck out of us”

Then I remember the girl. His body is mine. The pain in my chest made my heart skip a beat and continued in slow beats. They seem to notice this while I try to push his hands away but he wouldn’t budge.

“Am I the cause of this?” his voice whispers, his eyes widen in anticipation and dread. “What did I do? What happened?”

“She came to me” I say, I grab his wrists as I try to use my own strength to take his hands away from my cheek, “a blonde woman with hazel eyes that you had sex with”

You could hear a pin drop while I waited for his reply. I can see the raging emotions inside his eyes, the pain, the regret, and the guilt mixed in the sea of green. “lona”

“You’re not going to deny it” my eyes water and I think I’m about to cry again. “You two have hurt me more than I can remember, I was fine on my own, I was fine when you rejected me. so why are the two of you here?”

My throat constricts at the tears that inched it’s ways out of my being. His hold on my cheeks faltered and I used it to my advantages by shaking my head and getting out of his hold. “Just because you discovered I was dying doesn’t mean you should come back”

“lona, it’s not that” Damiano’s eyes turns gold. “discovering you were human, I had a responsibility to-”

“Leave me and claim someone else” I cut him off before he could finish. I feel the big fat tears trailing down my eyes without any control. “I’ve been hurt before but not to this degree. What do you get from playing with my feelings?”

“We’re not” Drake says with a growl an indignant look on his face. “You’re just misinformed. We’re all misinformed”

“I don’t think I can do this, Tesoro” I say repeating his words to him. “I have to reject you”

“Stop” he whisper, eyes filled with pain.

“Do you know how much I cried for you two? How little I thought of myself? You’d think I’d be glad and would want to be with the two of you after you did such selfish things. Have you ever truly thought of someone else other than yourselves?” I hold tighter on the familiar quilt on my lap. It was the quilt Mammie made for me.

“lona” Damiano softly whispers. It took a lot in me not to cave in then and there. By the softness of his eyes and emotion in his voice. I think I heard his voice break. “What I did, I didn’t like”

He reaches for me but I feel myself avoid in disgust. I pull the quilt up to my chin and glare at the two. This was the only way I can avoid them. Childish it might seem but I can’t walk when I just woke up, god knows for how long.

“No, you don’t get to hurt me anymore.” I grit my teeth while jutting my chin out. “I’d rather die now than be your mates”

I see the full blown hurt in their eyes as I said this. I feel myself feeling sorry and wanting to take those words back but I remembered the times I cried or when my body broke down at their rejection. I thought of the burning pain that I have to go through when Damiano claimed her or she claimed him.

It was the pain that kept me from apologizing to them. I see their tense bodies as their emotions overpowering them. They can feel my rejection in their system the same way I felt theirs. Because of this two, I was heading for an early grave and now that they came back wanting to change that. I am not going to let them off so easily.

“Leave” I say, giving my voice with false sense of courage that I can muster. “especially you Damiano, you wouldn’t want your female to wait for you. she made it clear to me in the football fields that it’s her you want not me”

“I didn’t say anything about wanting her” I can see the anger in his eyes setting aside what other emotions he was feeling. “I have never wanted her and if it weren’t for that stupid fucking ceremony then I wouldn’t have done it with anybody else”

I didn’t know what he was saying but I was too hurt and despondent to care. “You didn’t want me at first either and now that you’re here. What assurance would you give me that you won’t crawl back to her?”

“You’re my mate not her”

“I know I’m not much to look at. I’m not much to take care of but goddamn it. I’m your mate and the least that you could do was get to know me. if this is just some misunderstanding as you said Drake then I would have understood if you just sat down and talked to me” I sit up, my own tears choking me

Drake suddenly punches the wall close to him. his back tight and tense while a large crack reverberated on the cement and even reached the ceiling. His eyes blazing gold when he

looks back at me.

“You talk as if you’re the only victim, lona. Let me remind you that you told me that you had a mate when we met. You didn’t elaborate and you didn’t explain yourself when I was nothing but soft and kind to you. I was ready too, you know. Ready to accept the fact that my mate made her fucking choice and chose another fucking male!”

“I might not have told you the whole story but you were completely absorbed by the fact that I have two mates. You said you couldn’t share so what changed now?”)

“What changed is the fact you are mated to someone I don’t fully hate. What changed is the fact that when I fucking saw you bruised, and dying, I suddenly”-his shoulder droops and I can feel his anger deflating. His eyes shows nothing but pain-“I suddenly couldn’t breathe. The thought of you having to go through it alone killed me. My wolf was dying inside of me, everything seems to wither. I was ready to accept you having to prefer someone else but not you dying.

“it feels that if you die…you take a large part of me with you and I can’t… I can’t live this life without that part of me with me. I’d rather take my own life after you”

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