Chapter 17
Vanessa POV
911
After he came back to bed and whispered in my ear, I was able to go to sleep. I felt safe for the first time in a long time–truthfully, I don’t think I have ever felt that safe. He held me while I slept, and I started to have a nightmare.
The Nightmare
“Vanessa gets in here.”
I knew what he wanted before he even told me. He wanted me to suck his cock. I intentionally went the other way. He could not fuck me because my father had told him that my virginity needed to stay intact, but if he wanted to use my mouth or my ass, he could. I ran into the woods and tried to find some place to hide. He shifted to his wolf and found me. I was up in a tree and refused to come down. He then started to climb up it. When he reached me, he began to pull on my arm, and I kept jerking it away. We eventually fell from the tree. When we were on the ground, he bent me over and entered my ass.
I jumped up in bed, and it took me a minute to realize where I was and who was with me. My whole body was shaking, and I was freezing. Alfred touched me gently on the back. I almost jumped off the bed before I realized where and with whom I was. I immediately lay back down, and I was facing away from him. He knew I had a nightmare, and he did not ask me what it was about. I wanted to tell him, but it was too much to write. He gently turned me around, and he had me lay my head on his chest. He held me for a while.
I finally stopped shaking and started to relax. Alfred stroked my hair, and I finally fell asleep. I could feel him begin to move. I knew he got up out of bed. He then went to the bathroom. I heard the shower turn on. I must have drifted off to sleep again. The next time I woke, I needed to go to the bathroom. I was still naked, and when I got out of bed, I could see his shirt that was on the end of the bed. I was grateful that he left it there. I did not know who would come in or if anyone would come in. I gently bent over to pick it up. I’m still hooked on the IV. I gently put the shirt on. I put the hand that has the IV in it first.
There is still fluid in the IV bag. I wonder how long I’m going to have to endure the IV. I don’t like it, but if that is what Doctor Moser. I never disagreed with the doctor. He has
been my doctor since I was a baby. If it weren’t for him, I would not be here today. He has saved my life more than I could count. My parents tried to beat me to death on multiple occasion
As I have mentioned before, runts are not considered highly. If it were left up to their parents, they would kill their runts. I believe some have killed them on purpose.
But it was not something that was ever investigated. It was usually brushed under the table. My father never investigated the deaths of runts. The doctor had files that said that they were murdered. I could do something about it. That is something I will ask Alfred. If the rumors were true that he was the son of the king of the werewolves, then he had the power to investigate them. But that was another matter for another day. I walked into the bathroom and sat on the toilet, taking care of business, when Alfred stuck his head out of the shower. It startled me.
I had forgotten that he was in the shower. When I had fallen back to sleep, I was sleeping peacefully. He asked what I was doing. It was obvious, but he wanted to talk to me. I finished my business and left.
“Little one”
I turned and looked at him. He knew I could not answer him.
You look beautiful in my shirt.”
I blushed a deep red. I did not think I looked beautiful. My hair was a mess, and I was skin and bones. My stomach started to growl. I can’t remember the last time I ate. I knew it had been a few days. But I was used to going without eating for several days. He heard stomach growl.
Give me a moment, and I will get out and bring some food to us.”
I nodded my head in agreement. I then went back into the bedroom. There was a young lady of about twelve or thirteen when I walked in. She was changing the sheets on the bed. I looked at where I was lying, and there was a little bit of blood.
“Good morning, Luna.”
“I’m changing the sheets; a new bed will be brought in.”
I nodded my head yes. I then grabbed my dry–erase board and wrote:
Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.”
Then she left. I was sitting on the couch when Alfred came out of the bathroom wearing a towel. I quickly turned my head to avoid looking at him.
“No little one, I want you to look at me.”
I was scared to look at him for too long because I did not want him to think he could have his way with me. Yes, I am his mate, and he has his rights. But I am a virgin. I didn’t know how to give him the impression I wanted him to have his way with me. I wanted him to kiss me on the lips. I have never actually been kissed by someone who cared. I wanted to kiss him badly. But I did not want to go further than kissing. I wanted to take things slow.
“I know I want to kiss you too.”
That pulled me out of my thoughts. How could he read my mind? I couldn’t read his. He then walked to his closet and got some clothes out. He dressed in the closet, then went over to the phone on his desk and ordered breakfast. He then called the doctor to come and check the IV. I was glad because we would learn how long I had to have it in my hand. I hated having an IV. But the doctor had said that it would flush out the poison. I was starting to feel stronger already. I could also feel the pain subsiding in my back.
That meant that I was healing better as well. Whatever medicine that was in the IV bag was working. If it is just saline that washes out the silver, then it works. What could counteract silver or wolf bane? I was starting to feel better and stronger.
Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.

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