As promised here it is
Also this chapter has a lot about blood in here. So just a warning.

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I know it's not morning. I know it hasn't been more then a few hours. And I know where and who I'm with. However what I don't know, is why I suddenly awoke from a peaceful, deep sleep. The air seems dead around me. No...that's not right to say. I feel dead. I feel as if it's not me thinking my thoughts, and it's not me listening to the wind blow, and rain fall outside. I feel as if I'm just visiting, I'm watching someone else. I don't feel connected with my body. Yet, it is me. It is me thinking my thoughts and listening to the wind and rain outside the window. That girl is me, even if I don't believe it. Despite that, that's not why I'm awake.

It's on the tip of my tongue why I'm up, but yet I can't think of any reason. Could it be I'm scared for the future, or I'm scared of the man laying beside me? Those would be reasonable explanations but those did not fit. Something was wrong. Something was off, and it was only going to end badly. My breathing began to quicken and my body began to sweat immensely. Without thinking I sat up straight. This made my head spin and my body shake. Something inside my throat prevented me from being able to say anything. The ache in my arm was nothing compared to this. I moved my legs but only got tangled in the sheets and blankets making me fall on the ground. I started to gag for air, hopeing, praying, that this was a dream. I was on my hands and knees, but I could not see my hands in front of me clearly. My skin began to crawl making tears fall out of my eyes. The pain in my stomach felt like someone repeatedly stabing me again and again. Through the pain and tears I lifted my arms to the bed pulling myself up.  I groaned in pain as it felt like my entire body was ripping apart.

My breathing was no longer quick, but nonexistent. I was choking, my eye sight was completely blurry. For the first moment throughout this it really hit me that this was not a dream. I was not dreaming like many times before, I was in fact choking on nothing. The relization that I was not a visitor, and I was really here hit me like a wave.

"Jaxon." I called my mates name hopeing to get some sort of response. My voice was dry and scrachy. I said it barely loud enough for myself to hear it.

I couldn't hold myself up any longer. I slipped off the bed onto the floor. My body felt numb, and at the same time it was in undesirable pain. A cold substance began to fall from my upper lip, to my mouth. I licked my lips through my coughing to notice it was blood. I was telling myself to move or do something rational, but the only thing that I seemed to actually want to do was just close my eyes and end the pain. The choking was growing strong, the gags were deeper and almost uncontrollable. Each second I held on longer, the more I just wanted to close my eyes.

The blood pouring from my nose rushed down like a river. My body was shaking, and I couldn't hear or even see anything. I zoned out of reality. Everything stoped for a quick moment and it was just me. The past minute was awful but right now I felt peaceful. The air around me stoped, the rain and wind all seemed to stop in this moment. I was left with the feeling of absolute stillness.

My moment was gone when I was lifted into the air. I didn't realize what was happening until I reached the bathroom. One of Jaxon's arms had wrapped around the bottom of my chest while his other arm lifted up my left leg. I was aware of what was happening, and at the same time my mind was somewhere else completely. My knees hit hard onto the hardwood floor, instantly my hands found the edge of the toilet. I gripped onto it tight as tears smear my eyesight. The blood pouring from my nose had pooled around the top of my lip and was beginning to drip off into the toilet.

My eyes focused onto the blood on the toilet, mesmerized by it. My name was being called and I felt a hand shake my shoulder vigorously. However I could only focus on the blood.

Suddenly something climbed up my throat and I couldn't control what started to come out. I hovered over the toilet while I began to barf. My throat stung, and my mouth tasted of iron. When I saw the contents in the toilet I saw that it was blood. I was puking blood. My head spun in dizziness after seeing this.

"Elizabeth look at me." Jaxon's voice was serious, not harsh like it has been since I met him. I lazily looked in his direction. I tried to really look at him but my head seemed to weigh a ton and I couldn't keep it up.
I felt his hand grab onto my neck to feel my pulse. He removed his hand to wrap around my torso to keep me from falling to the floor completely. I watched as Jaxon began to move my hair from my shoulder. As his head began to move closer to my shoulder, his teeth grew into massive canines. I was unaware of what was happening until his face was right next to my shoulder.

"N-no." I stumble to find something to say. My mouth didn't want to open to speak, but I knew if I didn't I would regret it. From speaking that one word caused  immense pain to build inside me.

Jaxon had stoped and backed away from my shoulder. "Elizabeth, listen to me I have to do this." He said this once again harshly. I tried to pull away from him but I couldn't.

I have no strength left, and if he marks me it won't help me at all. I couldn't speak, but I looked into his eyes pleading for him to understand. The pain from the mark will only kill me, not help me. His eyes were wide and I could tell he was in as much pain as I was in. He let out a large huff before setting me gently onto the floor. He stood up and walked away. I closed my eyes slowly drifting off not able to keep my eyes open any longer.

I heard the smash of glass in the distance. Before I could even react to what was happening I felt my limp arm being pulled roughly upwards. Jaxon rolled up my sleeve and I felt a sharp pain. When I glanced towards my arm I saw Jaxon cutting my arm with the glass. I couldn't even react, I was too lifeless. It didn't hurt as much as I would have thought, my body was mostly numb from everything else. It didn't even cross my mind to wonder why he was doing this.

He let my arm drop while blood slowly poured from it. He took the shard of glass and began to cut his own arm. Jaxon began to press his arm onto mine, placing the cuts above each other.

I groaned from the unpleasant feeling, but oddly enough my breathing began to even out, the pain in my stomach ceased, and the blood pouring from my nose slowly bagan to stop. I closed my eyes from exhaustion taking in large gulps of oxygen. I felt Jaxon take his arm off mine, causing me to open my eyes to look at him. I was tired as I should be but I could finally think clearly.

He stood up and pulled a towel from the cabinet. He put it under the faucet and rung it out taking out all the excess water. Jaxon then bent down to my level and started to wipe my lip from the blood. I took the towel from him and sat up on the wall looking into space. I tried to come up with an explanation for what had just happen, but I had none. I have no idea for anything that just happened. I don't know how this was happening, or better yet why. After I was sure I had cleaned my face from any blood I held it to my sore cut arm. I could still see the small cuts form early in the night but they felt like nothing compared to what I just went through.

I glanced upward towards Jaxon who was standing over me watching me carfuly. I bite my lip nervously. I am embarrassed for what just happened, the strongest most deadly Alpha just watched me barf up blood. I felt uncomfortable sitting on the floor in nothing but a robe that was now covered in blood.

What was I suppose to say? I don't even know what to tell myself.

The reality of what was happening was too surreal. This moment, this situation was nothing that I would have ever expected to happen. This is something that no one would ever expect to happen. I kept my eyes to the floor refusing to look up at Jaxon. Who knows what he is thinking. He is the King, I can't look at him, not after this especially. The moment seemed never ending and painful.

"You were poisoned." I was startled by his monotone voice. "Can you think of anything you drank or ate in the last 24 hours that could have possibly been drugged?"

I brought my eyebrows togther in confusion. How could someone have done this? Why would anyone do this? Nothing makes any sense. "I-I...I don't know." I whispered this more to myself then to him. I can't think of anything that would make any sense.

I finally looked upward towards the sound of water. Jaxon had completely left the topic in seconds and was focused on drawing a bath. He felt the water pouring out and turned around to face me. Since I had woken up it was the first time I had looked at him. His hair was a mess, and like earlier bags had formed under his eyes. His arm was not bleeding as much as mine was but I could see the cut from the glass on his arm. It looked deep and painful but he didn't show any sigh of pain.

There was no broken glass in the bathroom so he much have broken something in the bedroom. I watched as Jaxon streached his arms trying to get them to become less tense.

"Ethereal come here." I felt as if that sentence is one of the only things I've heard him say.

I didn't want to stand, I didn't want to move. I just wanted to sit here, I don't care if it's even for the rest of the night. However Jaxon grabbed onto my waist pulling me up toward his chest carefully. My hands were placed on his chest. I felt weak, and like I had no control over anything. I felt useless.

I could feel Jaxon's breath over my face. I looked away to avoid his gaze, only to have his hand guide my head upwards again. I was inches away from his face. The closer I was to him I could see more and more freckles that scattered over his entire face. When I lifted my eyes toward his I saw he was already looking into mine.

I had no pressure on my legs at all, Jaxon was holding me up completely. A familiar feeling washed over me, I felt the same when we were dancing in the garden.

"Turn around." I did as I was told putting pressure onto my legs. His hand wrapped around my waist moved toward the knot on my robe. He grabbed onto the sash and started to pull. My hand was quick to stop his large hand from pulling anymore. "I won't look." He continued to pull against my will.

When the sash was out of the knot the large robe that hung loosely on me fell to the creases of my elbows. I  turned around to see he had closed his eyes, keeping truth to his promise. I let the robe slide off me as I slowly dipped my foot into the warm water. It felt good on my body. I let the water engulf me completely. I fell under until my entire body was under except my head and arms.

The bubbles floating around me barely covered me but made the water almost impossible to see clearly through. Jaxon did not turn around like I thought he would. Instead he picked up the old robe and threw it onto the counter in front of him. He then sat down by the edge of the bath leaning his head against it. He didn't say anything. I didn't say anything. We had nothing to say, because we didn't know what to say.

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