Forcefully Mated

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Chapter 41

Annabelle’s point of view

Sitting there in that hallway was something that I never want to experience again. Those moments were one of the worst moments of my life. It was quite laughable that my worst moments before included him hurting me and no were him hurting.

Running a hand through my hair, I sighed. The doctors had lost him quite some times during the surgery and to say that it was painful would be an understatement. I badly wished that I could do something but I was helpless.

Losing him was something that I clearly didn’t want to experience, ever. Resting my head against the wall, I closed my eyes trying to escape all the daunting thoughts.

Until now that was the only information that the nurse that came out of the operation theatre had given me. The look on her face didn’t help much either. Her eyes held pity while she gave me a sad smile.

“Where is my little girl? Where is she?” I hear a woman, I open my eyes when I recognize the voice. Seeing me, my mom rushes towards me. I quickly stand up and hug her tightly. Her comforting hand draws circles on my back making all my previous emotions come rushing back.

“Mom.” I choke out, hot tears roll down my face in small streams. I hear my mom whisper comforting words in my ear, soothing me slightly. Taking in a quivering breath, I hid my face in my mother’s shoulder.

Her fruity scent and her comforting hands on my shoulder calmed my senses making me momentarily forget about the demons screaming at me.

“Shh, it’s going to be alright, honey. Everything will be alright.” she whispered while rubbing her hand on my back in soothing circles. Sniffing, I said nothing. I didn’t have the ability in me to form words.

“I-i don’t know mom, it’s all too much. Can’t I just get a break? Is that too much to ask?” I say after a while, I felt my mom slightly pull me away to look at my face. Cupping both of my cheeks, she stared at me with her soft caramel like eyes.

“Everything will be better, darling. You just need to have patience. You need to be stronger, for him. I know my daughter is incredibly strong, just be a little more stronger, sweetheart.” she states with softness but underlying pain, I knew that seeing me like this was also greatly affecting her.

Biting my lip, I nodded my head, promising her that I’d be strong even though I wasn’t sure if I could keep my promise. But I would try for my mom...for Xavier.

“I’ll try mom. I’ll try.” I said with determination. A small smile made it’s way onto my mother’s face making me feel slightly better. I would do everything in my power to keep it intact. My parents and siblings were my everything, so were my friends and now Xavier as well. I knew I couldn’t deny the emotions I feel when I’m around him, even though before they only revolved around pure fear, they had changed drastically now.

“Luna?” I heard someone say, turning around I came face to face with a man who seemed to be in his late sixties, maybe more. His attire showed that he was the doctor, his face held a professional look, no emotions displayed.

“Yes?” I replied, my face sinking in disappointment when the doctor showed no emotion. This really wasn’t helping with the fact that I was petrified, petrified of what he had to say.

“We have managed to get the silver laced bullet out of the alpha’s body, we’re very lucky that the bullet didn’t manage to affect a lot of major organs.” the doctor said, his face still emotionless. A breath of relief escaped past my lips but there was this feeling, a feeling that he had more and I surely wasn’t going to like it.

“And?” I questioned, a look of surprise passed the doctor’s features before returning to it’s emotionless self.

“Due to immense blood loss which caused blood to not reach a major brain stem, the alpha slipped into a coma.” he said. Taking in a deep breath, I tried to ignore the stinging in my eyes. He slipped into a coma. No, this can’t be happening. NO!!!

“When will he wake up?” I asked, trying my hardest not to break down at the spot,

“We never know, he could wake up in a few days, a few months or he wouldn’t wake up for years.” the doctor replied, I heard a low gasp from behind me and knew it was my mother. Gritting my teeth, I willed for the tears to stop.

“C-can I see him?”I whispered, wanting to just see him overpowering all emotions. I felt a hand on my shoulder and knew it was my mum, she lightly squeezed it for what I assume was not making me break down once again.

“We are still keeping him under monitoring but we can arrange a visit.”the doctor said. Nodding my head, I gave him a genuine ‘thank you’. Giving a single nod, the doctor left. Turning towards my mom, I saw her standing there while wiping at her eyes.

“It’s going to be okay, sweetheart. He’ll wake up soon.” she said in her comforting voice, her hand still resting on my shoulder. Sitting down on the cold and frigid plastic chair, I held my head between my hands.

“I hope so, mom. I hope so.”


Taking in a deep breath, I held the cool metal handle between my palm before twisting it, opening the door carefully. Entering inside, I closed the door softly behind me, after I heard the clink of the door shutting, I turned towards Xavier.

I felt my lip tremble as I stared at his pale face, his face seemed like a white paper sheet, it had turned to such a shade. Moving slowly towards the chair that sat by his bed, I noticed the several tubes and wires attached to his body, not to forget the huge oxygen mask that covered almost half of his face.

Taking a seat, I looked at his closed eyes. Oh, how I badly wanted to see those midnight blue eyes that held adoration. His body was such a deadly pale that if you ignored the constant beeping of the heart monitor, you’d think that he was no more and that was a possibility I never want to imagine.

Raising my hand, I captured his cold and pale hand between mine. Caressing the top of his hand with my thumb, I gave him a sky smile even though he most probably couldn’t see it.

“I miss you, Xavier. I miss you.” I say after a while of just holding his hand.

I bring his hand to my lips, placing a chaste kiss on the top of it. Holding it to my cheek, I looked at him with tear-filled eyes, “Remember the day I left for my parent’s house, I promised that I’d come back and never leave, then why did you leave?” I whispered, biting my lip to hold in the sob that badly wanted to escape.

“You have to come back, Xavier, for me. Please.” I said, a choked sob making its way through. With that, I started sobbing, tears falling down from my eyes in streams. Each sob held immense agony and pain.

“Please, Xavier. Come back.”

Each sob hurt more than the one before but it didn’t make me stop. I cried until there were no more tears, I just somehow wanted to get rid of the pain that was clutching my heart in its monstrous grip.

I didn’t have any words to say anymore. All my words had died down almost like my heart. I guess when the grief is too much, words become quite less.

Resting his hand next to his body, I removed the few strands of his soft hair that were resting on his forehead in a careless manner. I settled my hand on the railing, resting my head on top of it. I looked at his calm face, feeling my heart shatter into pieces all over again when I saw no movement.

What did I expect?


I felt someone shake me, opening my eyes, I came face to face with a young nurse. Her face held the same stern and professional look the doctor face held, although it soon softened slightly.

“You have been here for too long, miss.” she answered my unasked question, nodding my head I stood up from the chair ignoring the pain that had started to make its appearance in my neck. It actually didn’t bother me, after feeling my heart being ripped out of my chest, this felt like a child’s game.

I looked at Xavier with pleading eyes one last time before exiting the room with the nurse trailing behind. I stared at the dimly lit hallway, there was an eerie silence. A few doctors were talking with each other in hushed whispers in one corner while a few nurses were standing at the reception, looking through some documents.

I assumed it was night since there seemed to be no light coming from the closed curtains. Dragging my feet, I decided to see Jax and ask him if someone had managed to find out the culprit even though I was pretty sure who it was.

I knew he would most probably be in his office so I decided to go there. I could’ve mindlinked him but this wasn’t a matter that i’d prefer talking over mindlink.

Knocking on the door, I waited for the response. A short ‘come in’ was heard a few seconds later, taking that as my cue, I entered the office. It looked quite similar like Xaviers except for the furniture, while Xaviers office had shiny, polished wood furniture, this had modern, glass furniture. Entering this office was giving me a rather disturbing vibe due to the previous owner of this area.

“Ann, come have a seat.”

Looking forward, I saw Jax seated behind the huge glass desk while Hazel sat on one of the chairs in front of the desk. Passing the both of them a small smile, I took the other seat, sitting next to Hazel.

“How is he?” Jax questioned, hearing his words, I felt my lip tremble as I recalled what the doctor had said. He wouldn’t wake up for years. Shaking my head, I tried to shake away all the negative thoughts. I can’t break down right now. Not again.

“He slipped into a coma.” I replied, trying to keep the emotions away from my voice but I knew I did a horrible job when Jax replied, “We are with you, Ann, don’t try to bottle up your pain, talk to someone.”

“Yes, if you need anyone to talk, we will always be here. Just please don’t lock us out.” Hazel said, her eyes pleading. I took a deep breath, I should be grateful. I have people who care for me all around me, I shouldn’t ignore them and drown myself in sorrow. It’s not their fault, they don’t deserve my ignorant behavior.

“I’m sorry for acting like this. I-i just don’t know what to do, it is all too much to handle.” I say, my voice slightly shaky. Hazel stands up from her seat, kneeling in front of me, her eyes holding pain. Great! I just managed to hurt another person.

“Hey, hey. Stop. It’s not your fault, Ann, don’t say that. I know your demons must be clawing at you, saying all those terrifying things, making it seem that it’s your fault but trust me it’s not. They just want to bring you down, don’t let them do that, whenever you feel down, just tell us or anyone. Let it all out, Ann. Bottling your pain is the worst, trust me, I know.” she said the last words in a barely audible voice.

I hugged Hazel as she stood up. She had of course felt way more pain than I had, no one could understand me like she could.

“Thank you.”

“Hey, no need to thank me. A friend always helps the other in need.” she says with a smile as she pulls away. Friend. A friend was the same reason Xavier is in this condition right now, actually no, he wasn’t his friend, he was his enemy. Anyone could tell that by the envious look in his eyes.

“Did they find any clues on who might’ve done that?” I asked very well knowing the answer.

“Not yet but it seems to be the work of a professional. The warriors haven’t been able to find any clues yet, they have looked as far as they could but nothing was found. It might be quite hard to find the person without any specific clues, the only clue we currently have is that silver laced bullet.” Jax replied, I could hear the anger in his voice, it was quite evident. Xavier was his alpha afterall so his anger was justified.

“I think I know who did that.” I said, Jax’s eyes widened as he looked at me, shocked. Hazel’s expression mirrored his.

“Who?” Jax questioned finally coming out of the shock. A bitter taste settled in my mouth as I thought of that specific person that seemed more likely a monster. Taking in a deep breath, I replied with the name of the person that I despised the most.

“Damon, the previous beta.”

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