Forty Eight : Confessions

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My head hurt badly, among the other things that were causing me tremendous pain.

I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids felt like they had been glued together.

My arms and legs didn't want to respond, and just breathing was enough to remind me of the past transgressions.

When I swallowed, my dry throat burned along with my left cheek.

That one action was enough to cause tears to roll down the sides of my face in rapid succession.

Then, my cheek burned even worse because the salt from my tears touched the open wound.

I gritted my jaw and tensed my entire body from the mind-wrenching sensations that tortured all of my senses.

For a minute, I thought I was dead until I realized that if I was dead, I wouldn't feel pain. At least, that was what I thought.

After a while of lying in complete silence and contemplating if I was dead or not, I took deep gulps of air in through my partially open mouth.

Suddenly, I noticed something rather big come to my side and stop at my feet.

Whatever it was sat down and caused strands of my hair to flutter around my face as it breathed down onto my face like a blow-dryer full of hot air.

My heart leaped up to my throat and I tensed my entire body in fear.

Cold sweat dripped down the sides of my temple in long rivulets and collected on my nose.

I wearily opened my eyes and glanced at the rather dark surroundings in mild confusion.

When my vision focused, I spotted the giant beast lying rather docile at my feet.

I couldn't see anything around me except for the pair of familiar red eyes that were staring pointedly right back at me.

Immediately, the memories from before I fell unconscious bombarded my mind.

After recollecting all of my jumbled thoughts, I sighed in defeat.

I concluded that after Zanthos and the other pack members failed to detain Eros, he probably brought me this place.

I made a move to get up but a heavy paw suddenly settled onto my uninjured chest and pushed me back down.

I nearly jumped at the contact when sparks scattered all over my body.

Then, I realized that I was completely naked.

My eyebrows furrowed together into a straight line.

"E-Eros?" I called through an extremely dry throat.

There was no reply, just rough and raspy breathing that continued to fan my face.

I pursed my lips and opened my mouth to speak again when I felt something warm and welt lick a way across my stomach.

I froze entirely from the pain and gave a startled whine of irritation.

Before I could reach out a hand to stop Eros from licking my wounds, a low warning growl came from his throat, and I was stopped in my tracks.

Albeit I didn't know what he was doing, I knew that he wasn't going to hurt me.

If he wanted to kill me, he would have done it earlier when he stopped Lia's car.

I sighed pensively and decided to play dead.

Eros licked my abdomen thoroughly.

Then, he moved onto my face. Before long, my entire face was full of werewolf saliva along with my matted hair.

          

Some of it even got into my mouth. It was slimy, sticky and everywhere.

I silently gagged. And, although I was thoroughly disgusted, I oddly noted that the area where he licked quickly became numb in response to his saliva.

The pain dulled down quite a bit after that, and I found myself rather relieved.

If I had to lay here and endure that, I would probably go crazy or try to knock myself out.

Albeit I wanted to get up, my body isn't up to par so I decided to lie here and rest while waiting for Eros to return to normal again.

I hope that a little bit of time will help him calm down enough to return to normal again.

"Eros, can you change back into your human form?" I asked in hopes that he would hear my words and understand them.

He cocked his head to the side at my question and his ears perked, but he did not make any other move after that.

"I guess that's a no," I muttered dejectedly to myself. After that, I somehow managed to fall asleep.

As I was drifting in and out of consciousness, light started filtering in from one corner of the room, and I was able to see my surroundings better.

From what I noted, this wasn't a room. It was a gigantic cave of some sort. I was lying on the floor on top of several different colored animal furs with some type of white fur blanket on top of my naked body.

And, if I remember correctly, this looked like Eros' den. From his memories, I remember seeing him carve out a large cave with his own hands-claws-when he was barely a hundred years old.

It was a traditional practice passed down by his ancestors that he had followed due to instincts.

Some wolves created their own den while others found a place to call their own.

Eros happened to build one himself against the side of some rocky wall.

I didn't even know that our pack house was close to a mountain, or whatever this is.

I knew that a werewolf's den was usually a safe hideout for when they are injured or running from enemies.

It was a place fortified by werewolf magic and hidden from prying eyes. And, from research, I knew that it was also the place where their pups will be born.

This large cave will probably be the place where my children will be born.

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It's been two days now since Eros hid me away in this den of his. Zanthos and the pack members have tried coming to the mouth of the cave, but not once have any of them succeeded in entering or luring Eros away so that they could rescue me.

I didn't think that I would survive this long without any medical help, but I guess I am a lot more resilient than I thought.

My wounds still hurt from time to time but Eros always manages to numb it before the actual pain starts to bother me.

His werewolf saliva was actually helping the healing process quicken in ways I didn't think were possible.

Not only have I been getting hourly baths in his saliva, but I was also prohibited from leaving the fur bedding.

Unless I had to use the bathroom, Eros would not let me up.

And when I had to use the bathroom, I was forced to go to the furthest corner of the cave and squat like a caveman to do my business.

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