Surviving My Fate

Chapter Twelve What am I?

Turns out I was in my coma-esque state for three “long torturous” days according to Carter. He and the doctors said I was almost dead by the time we had arrived at the clinic because I had lost so much blood during the attack. I needed to be rushed to surgery under distress all while they started blood transfusions.

My condition was critical.

From what I was told I even wasn’t expected to wake up for a while longer so when I did everyone was shocked.

The pack doctor's exam led to a lot more questions.

Everyone, including me, was left speechless when the doctor removed my bandages. We had all prepared ourselves to see the extensive wounds left by Ian. No one had imagined that when the gauze was stripped away they would be left looking at unmarred ivory skin with a dusting of light freckles. Even the faint scars from his previous bite were gone. Thinking back I can practically relive the moment.

The doctor gasped touching the soft flesh unsure of how to respond. Gathering her wits she moved with speed to check my other wounds. Everywhere she checked my silky ivory skin shown with no signs of injury.

“Do you think the mate bond could have had a hand in this?” Carter asked.

“It is possible Alpha but would be more likely had the mating process been completed. Even then humans do not heal at this rate.” She hesitated afraid to anger the Alpha, I could read the fear in her eyes.

“Speak” he demands.

“I would like to run some tests. Confirm her species and see if we can understand better how her healing occurred so rapidly. That is if you would allow it?” Her head bowed, neck turned out slightly in a sign of submission.

“Cassie, you still with me?” Carter's face comes into view as he waves his hand in front of my face. I swat it away a giggle escaping in the process. “There she is” he jokes. “You ready to get out of here?” They are releasing me from the clinic today and the relief I feel to be getting out of here makes me beyond happy. I've been poked and prodded so many times for all “their” tests and each one came back the same.

I am undoubtedly human.

There is absolutely no reason my healing should have been so accelerated. “Yes, yes I am” I swing my legs over the side of the bed and stand. Carter instantly takes me into his embrace kissing me passionately until the door creaks open and we break apart. A blush rushes to my cheeks and I duck my head into his massive chest to hide the redness. I can feel him chuckle seconds before the sound rumbles out of him huskily.

“Your final test results are back,” the pack doctor says still staring at the sheet of paper on her clipboard “everything looks normal here as well” she sighs. I know she was hoping for anything different, something she could stake a claim to that would make her name live on in history books forever. “You’re free to go.” She walks out leaving us alone and I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. Everything about that woman sets me on edge. Carter sensing my unease pulls me tighter into him.

“Okay you big softie let me go so we can leave. If I stare at these sterile white walls any longer I might die.” Carter’s laughter fills the room as I try to push myself out of the steel cages he calls arms. Eventually, he relents allowing me to step back only for him to grab my hand possessively.

We walk to his car hand in hand his arm gently brushing my shoulder from time to time and I know he’s doing it on purpose, enjoying the extra contact it creates because so am I. He opens my car door and I release his hand moving under his arm to slide into the seat then Carter reaches over me in a manner suggesting he’s about to buckle my seatbelt for me.

“I can do that myself you know?” The sarcastic remark catches him off guard making him pause. My arms are crossed over my chest and I raise an eyebrow when he looks up at me. I barely manage to hold back the snort that is about to escape. He goes back to his task without a word.

“Carter, I am not some incapable, breakable doll, I can buckle myself.”

He retreats holding his hands up in surrender whilst walking around the front of the car and climbing into the driver's seat. I’m fuming with anger my hands clenching my arms so tight my nails are digging in. I will not be treated as if I cannot take care of myself.

“Cassie calm down I was only trying to take care of you.” He starts the car and we pull away.

It’s a short drive to the pack house maybe five minutes tops but I stay silent for all of it and so does he.

We pull up and before the car stops I unbuckle, throw the door open, and step out slamming the door shut behind me. Carter jumps out looking furious like I care. I keep walking arms crossed so he can’t grab my hand to pull me back. I’ve got so much fire in my eyes and with the gait of my steps, everyone averts their gaze when I storm in the front door slinging it s**t in their precious little Alphas face.

I’m halfway up the second flight of stairs heavy footsteps pounding the wood behind me when I’m suddenly thrown over Carter’s shoulder. The sound that escapes me is reminiscent of a growl and Cain growls in response slapping my ass in the process.

“Put me down” I’m pounding on his back and kicking my legs but that causes me to slip further backward. Now his perfect ass is directly in my face making my cheeks darken for another reason. He’s running so I’m bouncing around. My face manages to come into contact with his jean-clad butt more than once. He’s humiliating me though no one dared to watch our exchange they could surely hear it. I stop bouncing hectically, the madman or better yet mad wolf had been taking stairs two to three at a time so steadying myself wasn’t an option. I regain my senses the space coming into focus and realize the stairs are gone the floor is one solid flat sheet, his long powerful strides end, a door opens, and then I fly through the air landing roughly on the California king that smells like Carter. My hair is surrounding me tangling me in its long strands. I don’t have time to move it all as Carter's body covers mine.

It’s Cains's eyes I see though emerald swirling magically with golden flecks that glow in the darkened room.

His muscles ripple as he flexes, his hard contours melding perfectly against my soft curves. His mouth is lingering over the marking spot, hot wet kisses soon landing lavishly on my cool skin. The way his tongue trails up my neck to my earlobe which he slowly pulls between his teeth and nibbles has me moaning in delight. Ugh, I wanted to be mad at him. I can’t now, not when he’s doing such delicious things to my body.

My shirt rips open in one swift move my breasts exposed to the chilly air and Carter's hungry gaze. My n*****s pebble and he ducks his head sucking one into his mouth and letting his hand explore the other before twisting the pebbled n****e between his thumb and forefinger. I arch my back giving him better access. Wrapping my legs around his waist I grind my l lower half against his hard member trapped snuggly in those jeans when it should be in me.

Carter’s POV

Cassie has had an attitude since I tried to buckle her in, both Cain and I are over it. We’ve been sitting silently trying to give her space since we seemingly invaded it earlier. I slow as the pack house grows closer. I don’t have time to register what’s happening next as Cassie bails out of the moving car slamming my door. She’s practically jogging to the pack house anger rolling off her in waves leaving me to follow. I’m right behind her as she enters and she shoves the door closed smacking me in the face. Cain is desperately fighting for control ready to put an end to our mate's fiery attitude, I manage to reel him back in knowing his right on the brink, and open the door stepping inside. No sooner than I can close it behind me Ashley walks up “Alpha, let me help you relax” her sexy voice doing the opposite of what she’s intending. How could I have ever slept with such a woman? I try to step around her ignoring the comment but she won’t give up. She moves in front of me again placing her hands on my chest and without thinking I snatch her wrists in my hands, her eyes glow thinking she’s won then I toss her aside like a rag doll. Ashley's antics have pissed Cain off more and I have no time to act as he takes over running up the stairs two at a time, sometimes three, we catch up to our mate in the middle of the second flight and he slings her over our shoulder landing a resounding slap on her plump bottom as he growls appreciatively. We feel her small hands banging away on our back and hold in a chuckle. When her legs start kicking to Cain lets her slip some and her face smacks right off our ass. He finally reaches our floor and slows taking long calculated strides in the direction of our room. He grabs the knob turning it until it clicks then pushes it open. In one smooth motion, he sends our mate flying through the air. I’m trying to regain control and the bastard won’t relent.

“Give me my body back Cain, you could’ve hurt our mate.”

“She is not hurt now go sit down and be quiet.” He cuts our link trying to push me to the recesses of our mind. I see Cassie struggling to untangle her body from her gorgeous red hair that is wrapping around her and then we’re on top of her. He flexes watching as Cassie takes us in her eyes glued to us. From the crinkle of her brow I know she's realized she’s seeing Cain in my human form though she doesn’t seem to mind. He leans forward inhaling her scent, instantly placing open-mouthed kisses where we would mark her and our canines elongate. “No, you cannot do that Cain she isn’t ready.” He pauses lips pressed against her silky skin and our canines retract. Cain relinquishes control of my body and I continue the kisses to her earlobe. I kiss it as though it is her lips sucking gently and nibbling eliciting a moan from her and the scent of her growing arousal swims around me urging me onward.

Cain’s POV

He let her jump out of the car and couldn’t even act quick enough to keep her from slamming a door in our face. I want out. It’s my turn to control this human body. I let him think he’s pushed me back but as soon as the pack slut he slept with stands in front of us for the second time and touches what is meant only for our mate I burst through his barrier. At least he got rid of that omega.

His body isn’t as fast as mine but I push it bounding up the winding stairs multiple at a time until I reach my mate and toss her over my shoulder. She lets out a sound like a growl and I respond with my own slapping her round bottom while I’m at it. She’s fighting and I’m getting more turned on by the second. She’s my prey only she doesn’t know it yet. I release my hold slightly and her face slams into my ass. I manage to suppress a chuckle only by sheer will.

When I make it to the top floor I slow letting my little mate gain some of her senses back and stroll to the room. Neither of them are suspecting it when I throw her through the air. “Give me my body back Cain, you could’ve hurt our mate.” He whines in our mind.

“She is not hurt now go sit down and be quiet.” I close our link and push him to the recess of our mind. He needs to let me handle this. My pretty mate is still struggling with her hair when I cover her body with mine flexing the muscles we’ve worked hard for and watching the arousal dance in her eyes. I let the golden glow shine in my eyes and she recognizes me. I can’t help leaning down to inhale her delicious scent. I want to mark her so badly. She’s mine. Everyone should know she’s mine. I’m placing wet kisses in the exact spot my mark should be and I let my canines elongate. “No, you cannot do that Cain she isn’t ready.” I know he’s right so I stop. I take in all the perfectness of my mate one last time and give the reigns to Carter.

Cassie’s POV

It’s been hours and I’m exhausted. Carter made sure my orgasms never stopped as long as he was touching me. He’s good at what he does.

However, no matter how long I want to stay in this bliss and pretend everything is okay I can’t. Carter needs to see me as independent and capable. Someone who is his equal. Otherwise, we won’t last. The thoughts sour my mood rather quickly.

Carter got called out by Marcus a few minutes ago so I am alone and like any mother who's been away from her baby for days on end (I mean he saw me at the clinic but those visits were short) I am so ready to have him in my arms again.

I text Mel and ask her to bring Alex to his room then I rush to dress and get there myself.

A night of cuddles with my boy is just what I need.