Back To Life

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Kiera’s POV I’ve seen it before. It felt more like I was reliving an event from my life—the way it all started, the moment everything crumbled off the face of the earth. Fire. Cries. Death. Then blood… But this time, something was different. I wasn’t just watching anymore. I was with them, fighting like my life depended on it. Or perhaps it really did depend on it. The battlefield around me was chaotic and merciless, filled with smoke thick enough to choke the air from my lungs. The ground beneath my feet trembled violently while screams echoed endlessly from every direction. Flames swallowed the sky, turning everything into shades of red, orange, and black. The smell of blood saturated the air heavily, mixing with ash and burning flesh until it became unbearable. Bodies fell around me one after another while weapons clashed violently in every corner. Wolves roared. Men screamed. The earth itself seemed to mourn beneath the destruction unfolding upon it. Then I saw him.Preston. He was running toward Aethelwulf with a wooden knife clutched tightly in his hand. Confusion distracted me in the middle of the chaos, my eyes fixed entirely on him, trying desperately to understand what was happening. Then suddenly, I felt a sharp object pierce through my back. At the exact same moment, Preston plunged the wooden knife into his brother’s chest.Pain exploded through my body instantly. My eyes fluttered open immediately, and I saw Aethelwulf sucking on his arm. I closed my eyes again weakly, and then I felt his lips against mine. Slowly, he began transferring the blood into my mouth. For some strange reason, it tasted like honey,warm,sweet,comforting. I instinctively sucked on it, and I felt it spreading through my entire body, saturating every vein with a strange kind of strength. It felt alive inside me, almost like something sleeping deep within me was slowly waking up. Warmth rushed through my chest, my arms, my legs. My numb body slowly began responding again. The heaviness weighing me down gradually disappeared, replaced by an unfamiliar energy flowing beneath my skin. I could feel my hands again.My legs too.What was happening? Fear gripped me tightly at the thought of everything unfolding around me. My heartbeat quickened rapidly as questions flooded my mind all at once.Who exactly was this man? “You’re awake?” he asked as he slowly broke the kiss.I didn’t even realise my eyes were already open. “Yes,” I mumbled weakly as I tried sitting up, but he quickly helped me instead. He handed me a glass of water, and I gulped it down desperately, my dry throat aching painfully with every swallow. The cold water soothed my throat instantly, though my body still felt strangely light, almost unreal. The room around me looked dimly lit by the faint glow of candles placed carefully around the space. Heavy curtains blocked most of the outside light, creating a calm atmosphere that sharply contrasted the terrifying chaos from my dream. “How long have I been lying here?” I asked, my heart still palpitating heavily inside my chest, he used a blue wet hand towel to clean my face down to my neck and I wondered why? “Four days now,” he replied quietly as he stood up from the bed and walked into the bathroom then after a minute walked back in. “Why? Others heal in less than forty-eight hours. Why did mine take so long?” I asked. He took a deep breath, slipping his hands into his trouser pockets before looking away briefly. “You’ll find out yourself very soon. For now, you need to freshen up and eat something. You’ve been on fluids for three days now.” Immediately, embarrassment hit me hard.I probably smelled horrible. “Help me call one of the maids then. Thank you for staying here with me,” I said softly. He nodded before bending toward the bed and lifting me gently into his arms. “I don’t think that’s a wise choice. The maids can do a good job…” I muttered awkwardly. Being this close to him while I hadn’t brushed my teeth or properly bathed in days made me feel painfully self-conscious. I could feel the warmth radiating from his body, steady and comforting, while his scent surrounded me completely—earthy, masculine, strangely calming. “It’s almost four in the morning. I can’t do that,” he replied calmly as he carried me toward the bathroom. When we got there, he carefully lowered me into the bathtub before removing my gown. Then he reached for my panties.Oh God.This was so embarrassing. If wishes were horses, I would freeze his hands and do everything myself. No doubt down there probably looked like some abandoned thick forest. Holy s**t. “This feels so…” I tried saying something, but my words died immediately when he turned on the water and filled the bathtub. Warm steam slowly rose around us, filling the bathroom with a soft heat that eased some of the tension in my body. The scent of soap lingered lightly in the air while the sound of running water became the only thing keeping the silence from swallowing me alive.After filling the tub, he began gently scrubbing my body. I kept my eyes fixed on the bathroom door the entire time, trying my best not to look at him. For some reason, my heart was still racing uncontrollably, and the awkwardness of the moment only made it worse. I simply couldn’t bring myself to look into his face. His touch remained careful throughout everything, almost as though he was afraid of hurting me. Every movement felt patient and respectful despite how intimate the situation was. The gentleness behind his actions stirred something strange inside me, something unfamiliar and emotional that I couldn’t properly explain. After a while, I felt him drying my body carefully with a towel. This time, I tried focusing on the towel he was wrapping around me, but somehow our eyes met. “Thank you,” I whispered sincerely, feeling overwhelmingly grateful toward him at that moment. For all I knew, he could have been peacefully sleeping in his room, yet he stayed here taking care of me instead.Doing what my husband never considered is worth doing. “It’s nothing,” he replied softly before scooping me back into his arms and carrying me into the room again. The bedroom felt warmer now compared to earlier. The faint scent of wood and fresh linen lingered softly in the air while the fireplace crackled quietly nearby. Everything about the room felt safe.Comforting. “Let me get you something,” he said as he walked toward the wardrobe.He returned with a singlet and a pair of shorts.Thank God.That was far better than bringing panties. He carefully helped me into the singlet while the towel remained wrapped around my body, then crouched down and slid the shorts onto me before removing the towel completely. Afterward, he returned it to the bathroom,then carried me out of the bed again to the couch, I think he enjoys carrying me, I watched as he took off the bedsheets,duvet and pillowcase and put it into the laundry basket. Then changed the bedsheets and duvet, that's so considerate of him. "Thank you.", I couldn't help muttering as he lifted me up again and walked to the bed then just as though I'm a delicate treasure, he carefully dropped me. “Where’s Preston?” I asked while staring at him. “He went for an official meeting outside the Pack. He’ll either return tomorrow or the next day,” he replied while heading toward the door. “That’s expected. I’m obviously not valuable enough for my mate to stay and take care of me…” I hadn’t planned on letting my emotions spill out, but I couldn’t hold them back anymore. “Hey, you shouldn’t be stressing yourself right now,” Aethelwulf said gently as he walked back toward me and sat beside me on the bed, wiping away my tears carefully. “He cares about you…”I wasn’t hearing that obvious lie. “I’m not a child. Your brother doesn’t give a damn about me. I’m not his fated mate, so it doesn’t really matter, right?” I asked bitterly.He tried saying something, but I wasn’t having any of it. “For five years… five whole years, Aethelwulf, I waited. I stayed. I fought. I sacrificed my life for his people. I did everything not because I wanted to, but because I wanted to please my mate. I wanted him to be proud of me when he returned. I was eager to see that smile on his face.”I swallowed hard as my throat tightened painfully. “Look… I imagined so many things. How he would hug me, kiss me, specially appreciate me for all my hard work. In the end, it all remained nothing but imagination. Sometimes I can’t help asking myself where I went wrong. Was it foolish of me to love him?” I asked as tears streamed endlessly down my cheeks. The pain sitting inside my chest felt unbearable. Years of loneliness, rejection, and silent suffering finally poured out freely. My voice cracked repeatedly while speaking, but once I started, I couldn’t stop anymore. “I understand how betrayed you feel,” Aethelwulf said softly, “but regardless of everything, I want you to know that you are not foolish for loving him.” His voice remained calm and steady, wrapping around me gently like warmth on a freezing night. “You’re an amazing Luna. I know he loves you but simply doesn’t know how to show it. He saw your potential that’s why he left his Pack in your care. And I want you to know that you did well. You’re the best Luna anyone could ask for. You’re hardworking, dedicated, beautiful, and a woman of substance. Your smile alone can brighten an entire world.” Somehow, despite the tears, a small smile crept onto my lips. “I’m not saying this just to make you feel better. I’m being honest. I’ve spent a week working with you, and I’ve seen the kind of woman you are. No Alpha would trade you for gold.” At that exact moment, I felt my wolf stir restlessly inside me.My heartbeat accelerated rapidly. Heat flooded my entire body instantly, spreading through me like wildfire. I couldn’t fully understand what I was feeling, but something deep within me,probably my wolf,was pulling me toward him uncontrollably.Slowly, I found myself closing the distance between us. “Because you’re the rarest gem in the universe,” he whispered softly, yet every word felt as though it had been spoken directly into my soul.Then it happened,our lips met. And I parted my lips slightly, capturing his lower lip gently between them.
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