Ensnared (Book 6) The Brazil Werewolf Series

Chapter Fourteen/Bonded

"Bo," I choked out as I knelt on the ground, pulling him with me as I rested his head in my lap.

His eyes were glazed as he stared up at me, pain settling within them, "It's okay," he whispered, trying to comfort me even as he was dying, "Don't cry."

"Please don't leave me," I sobbed, panic moving through me, "Please."

He reached up and touched my cheek, "I-I know it's been so little time," he said, breathlessly, "But I do...Love you. I want you to know that."

"I love you too," I said, bending forward and kissing his forehead as I realized that I wanted to be bound to him but it was his choice...Not mine and even though we had talked about it, I needed to be sure, "I-I want to save you...If that's what you want."

"I could think...Of nothing better than being bound to you for the rest of my life," he whispered, his voice weakening with each word.

"Me either...You are the man I'll love forever...Just hold on for me," I whispered, raising my wrist to my lips and he sucked only once before his body stilled and his heart ceased to beat tearing my soul in two.

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Through the haze of my grief, Garridan's voice came to me, breaking through the darkness. I lifted my head and almost didn't register that he was naked as my gaze met his. I blinked as I realized that he had transitioned to his human form just moments before and had rushed to me and Bo.

"Lay him on his back," he said kneeling before us, his eyes darkening in worry, "Keep your wrist on his lips so your blood continues into his mouth. I'm going to pump his heart and maybe it will cause him to swallow enough of your blood so it will mingle and it will heal him. If it doesn't, you risk dying. You understand that? You'll still be bonded if he even drinks a little."

I pressed my wrist to Bo's lips, "I don't care," I whispered brokenly, "There is no life without him. Just try. Please."

He nodded and began to pump Bo's chest. My mother's panicked voice reached me and I closed my eyes as tears fell down my cheeks, "No, Sasha!" But I couldn't listen to her. I loved Bo too much to allow him to leave this world.

Weakness swamped me, as Garridan pumped his chest and I could feel the pain of the bullet radiating down my back as Bo's voice drifted through me encouraging us to continue.

"I love you, Sasha," he whispered through my mind...through my soul but I didn't know if it was the memory of his confession or if he was speaking to me through our link.

My heart thudded against my chest as my blood pumped through him. The pain worsened as my blood filled his mouth and then, there was slight pressure on my wrist before the pain lessened. I swallowed hoping it was working and this wasn't just a symptom of our deaths.

Garridan shook his head as Bo's chest failed to rise and fall on its own, "Don't give up," I said, my voice even weaker than before, "I felt him...I felt him."

Garridan continued as my heart trembled, threatening to stop but then, it began to gallop melding with another heartbeat. I bent over him pressing my lips to his forehead as his heart weakened again, dragging mine behind him but again, that pressure came on my wrist stronger this time.

"I won't let us die, Sasha," Bo's voice drifted through my mind again, "I'll live to keep you alive."

Then, I was sure he had suckled again and again, our heartbeats sped up and then, melded together as our souls twisted before blending. I inhaled deeply as my limbs tingled. The strength returning to them.

Garridan's breaths were ragged as he continued to push on Bo's chest. Sweat dripped from his brow. Tears burned my eyes as Bo's voice continued in my mind.

"A realist never believes in love at first sight," his voice whispered, "But I experienced it the moment I laid eyes on you in Frank's store. My heart reached for yours and I tried to tell myself it was because I wanted so badly to fulfill what my mother wanted but I didn't have to force it because I loved you from the beginning. My mother gave me a gift when she chose you as my wife."

Tears spilled down my cheeks, "I love you, Bo," I whispered, my voice cracking, "I have from the beginning. It wasn't lust or like. You are my favorite person and you will always have that first spot in my heart."

A sharp inhale of breath moved from him and his beautiful eyes opened to stare into mine as his body healed and we were bound in every way imaginable.