His Deplorable Mate by Palos Verdes (interesting novels to read .TXT) 📕

Following the light, I came to this small cottage. It was in the norm of the dark forest. Small, but beautiful, surrounded by trees and flowers.


 

I gently knocked on the door, and the door slowly, creaked open. Adjusting Alpha Xavier on my shoulder, I went inside and called for someone but no one was there.

Searching the house, I found nothing. Without wasting any time, I ran outside and tried to find something. 
 

I saw the same light and ran there. Reaching there, I saw Borax, on the ground. Usually, witches make antidote for wolfsbane but I don’t know anything about them. And Borax is also used for the better healing.  
 

Just as I touched the Borax, the ladybugs perished. Quickly taking two rocks, I started grinding the Borax. 
 

Quickly mixing some in water, and making a salve with the remaining, I ran back to the cabin. 
 

Alpha Xavier was laying there. Tears blurred eyes, seeing my mate in this state. Quickly rushing towards them, I poured some potion on his lips with my palms but it rolled down his chin. He can't drink it and now the only option is…
 

With trembling hands, I started undoing his shirt. You can do this Ava, encouraging myself, I slid the shirt down his body. 
 

The wound has turned blue, quickly taking the salve, I applied it on his wound. And bandaged the shirt around his wound. 

 

“Mate will be fine,” Sapp insured.   

 

“I wish,” I replied and stared at him. Not being able to see him like this, I quickly walked out.

Looking up at the night sky, I’m welcomed by countless stars, constellations, and the moon. The night is deep, the silvery moon is splotch with the dark blue night sky, and the naughty stars are running around her, chasing and playing. The stars will hold the moon, and the moon will not be lonely tonight.


 

At least someone will not be alone tonight. I don’t know why I’m feeling this sense of comfort and fullfilness. Is it because of Alpha Xavier being here? How ironical, sometimes we find comfort in the person, who torment us the most. Why I can't hate him? Why I can't make him go through the same pain, he’s making us go? Why I’m deaf, dumb, and blind, when it comes to him? 
 

Going inside, I sat beside him and held his hand, they say that mate’s touch boosts in healing. 
 

If you don’t love me, then why you took my dagger? 

 

Sometimes I wanted to hurt you so badly, not because I want to but to let you know how it feels, but I can't. How can I peel you out of my heart, when it beats for you.
 

“Your hurting me, but I love you and every second you don’t love me back… it hurts,” I whispered and placed my head on his hand. My mind was in haze, and throat clot from all the crying. 
 

Slowly, going to dream land, I felt someone caressing my hair. Pleasurable tingles shot through my body, I sighed in content and went to dream land, but not before hearing…


 

I’m Sorry love!  

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