My Personal Hell by D. Richardson (tharntype novel english .txt) 📖

pulled his phone out and stepped into the hall to make the call. Becca came back into the room with Alex right behind her.

“Poor girl,” she mumbled, sympathy radiated from both of them.

She had once told me that an unsated heat was a lot like the pain of child birth, only deeper. It was an intense ache that no pain killer could touch, and ran so deep that it was like your organs were boiling. The only thing we could do for her was keep her cold and sleeping.

“Yes I understand that it’s an inconvenience,” I could hear Bastion, his voice barely contained his irritation. “You see we have a young female in heat so…,” he broke off, the irritation eased. “Yes, thank you for your understanding. We’ll be in touch to reschedule,” he hung up as he walked back into the room.

I could tell that he regretted having to tell anyone about Ailith’s condition. It was a private matter and everyone knowing about it would be humiliating for her. Now all we could do was wait it out. Which was made difficult the next day when several of her friends showed up to check on her.

They were worried because she hadn’t been in school, and none of them could get a hold of her. They were so worried that they refused to leave until they saw that she was okay. Becca ended up having to explain the situation to the girls. Who then grabbed the boys and forced them out the door without another word.

Everything carried on normally, until at night, when the house had quieted down. Asher was still missing, but Bastion had set someone to guard the basement door just in case he came home in the middle of the night. He would react just as strongly as Sadler had when he caught her scent. And I hadn’t been able to get a hold of Sadler since he ran out.

As everyone struggled to get to sleep we could hear her moaning in discomfort. We had upped her dosage of sleeping medication three times in the first night. But Becca said that it was real hit or miss when it came to them actually working.

The men who had been stationed outside of her door always looked strained the next morning. No one liked to hear a female in intense pain when they were unable to do anything about it. Especially for an entire night.

Until finally all we could hear was silence. It looked like her heat was finally easing. And all of us were able to actually sleep. I hadn’t had to deal with a female in heat in a long time. When Becca hit hers I was there to sate it. I’d never seen a female that didn’t have anyone to help her with it. It gave me a little more appreciation for what my mate went through every six months.

 

 

 

 

 

Ailith

 

 

 

 

He felt warm, his touch, his lips, it was bliss. His scent surrounded me as his hands roamed my body. He took the pain away as he kissed behind my ear, his hand squeezing my hip. But I couldn’t see him, he was laying, pressed against my back, with no air to separate us. I rolled, wanting to see his face, needing to know who he was, but as I looked, he was gone.

I was laying in a bed, alone, in a small room, and I was freezing. I wrapped the tangled blanket around me and I crawled to my feet. There were at least six locks on the heavy door that separated me from the outside world. It looked like they were all deadbolts that would need to be opened with a key on the outside.

The locks twisted open easily and a good push got the door open. I was in a basement with no idea how I had gotten there. The last thing I remember was laying down on the kitchen floor when the pain hit me. After that it was all a blur, pain mixed with that constant dream. I looked around, still dressed in the things I had put on, wondering what the hell had happened to me.

But my hair was caked in dry sweat and my clothes were still damp. So my first stop was a shower. I ran up the stairs, wanting to find a warmer place, but the door was locked from the outside. For a moment I panicked, terrified that they had locked me up again. But after a moment of heavy breathing I reached out and knocked.

The door opened with Alex standing on the other side. He smiled from ear to ear when he saw me, bringing me in for a tight hug. He was warm and I started to shiver.

“Are you okay?” he asked, rubbing my arms vigorously through the blanket.

“I’m cold,” I muttered, I sounded like a small child but in the moment I couldn’t bring myself to care. He chuckled but wrapped an arm around my shoulders

“It’s no surprise, you’ve been sleeping in a cooler.” I nodded, but I couldn’t stop shaking. “Come on, you need a warm shower and a change of clothes.” He helped me up the stairs and into my bathroom. He ran the water, adjusting it so that it wasn’t too hot and wouldn’t sting, then left me to climb in on my own.

Five minutes of standing under the lukewarm water and I was able to turn the heat up. My fingers actually started to work so I started to clean up. When I was done there was a pile of dry clothes sitting on the counter. Sweat pants and a spaghetti strapped shirt. I dressed quickly and opened the bathroom door.

Alex was gone, but the sun hadn’t risen yet. I looked at the clock and realized it was just after two in the morning. Exhaustion took over me and I crawled under the blankets. Sleep was almost instantaneous, but I finally lucked out and it was a dreamless sleep.

When I woke up I felt great, and even smiled as I dressed for the day. I wasn’t entirely sure what had happened, but it seemed to be over, so I tried not to dwell on it. Instead I focused on the fact that I was starving. I felt like I hadn’t eaten in days.

By the time I reached the kitchen breakfast was already on the table. Everyone stared while I sat down and stuffed my face. Dalton and Alex were there and both smirked while I acted very un-lady like. Aaron and Aidan at least tried to cover their smiles. Jen and Camilla both watched me with small signs of fascination. Until finally I’d had enough to eat that the staring was starting to get to me.

In order to cover my awkwardness I looked at my phone. I had fifteen missed calls and twice as many texts. When I started to open them I noticed the time stamps on them.

“What?” I mumbled, having forgotten that I wasn’t alone. I checked the calendar and nearly had a heart attack. “Three days!” I had been blacked out for three full days. Friday was when I had woken up sick, and it was now Monday morning.

Apparently, my reaction was hilarious, because Dalton, Alex, Aaron, and Aidan all erupted with laughter. At least everyone else put some effort into hiding their smiles. Everyone but Becca and Drake, they were glaring along with me.

“Boys!” Drake snapped and they all tried to smother their laughter, hiccupping from the effort.

“I’m sorry, but the look on your face was priceless,” Dalton chuckled.

“What the hell happened to me?” I asked, and everyone went quiet.

“We should probably discuss this in private,” Becca replied and directed me to Drake’s office. She closed the door just as Drake got started in on the guys.

“You had no business laughing like that!” Then the door snapped closed and I couldn’t hear anything outside.

Twenty minutes later I sat staring at her. I’m pretty sure my jaw was in China or maybe Taiwan. I had just gone through my first heat. Which I could expect every six months from now on. She claimed that when I had a male with me it wouldn’t be so bad. In fact, she described it as being quite wonderful. I think she was lying.

All of this because I had unknowingly spent time with my one and only mate. If it wasn’t bad enough that I was constantly disregarded and disrespected. Now I had to go through intense pain twice a year because of some male. I thought it was crap, but it was crap that I had no choice but to deal with.

Now I had to explain to my boss why I had missed two days of work. And I could only imagine what Bastion was going to put me through. When I expressed my worries she told me not to worry that they had called my boss and explained that I was sick. She didn’t know about Bastion and I hadn’t exactly mentioned him. But she told me that everyone that was in the house on that first day knew what was going on, and understood. Him included.

Since Asher hadn’t come home until this morning he had been kind enough to place a guard at my door, just in case. Which explained why Alex had been there to open it for me. Something I was strangely grateful for, despite the embarrassment. Regardless, I had to figure out which male had set it off, or I would continue to spend days on end squirming in pain for as long as it was necessary.

As it was I still had some time to make up for on the benefit. So after I could finally leave the office I grabbed my bag and tried to leave for school. But a petite blonde woman stood in front of me just as I opened the door to the garage. We had surprised each other, and stood awkwardly for a moment.

“Oh, hello. I don’t suppose you remember me do you?” she asked as I stepped to the side to let her through.

“Um,” I started, completely confused. I’d never seen this woman before in my life, but she seemed nice and I didn‘t want to offend her.

“It’s alright, you were pretty out of it,” she supplied and I nodded gratefully. Alex came up behind her and wrapped his arms around her waist.

“This is my mate, Sandra. She helped to keep you comfortable over the last few days,” he informed me.

“Oh,” I replied, my eyes widening and I took in the smaller woman. “then I guess I owe you a thank you,” I smiled, but she waved me off.

“No need. Alex has told me a lot about you, it was my pleasure to help anyway I could,” she held a large paper bag out in front of her. “I packed you a large lunch if you want it. I know how hungry someone can be after an ordeal like that.” Unfortunately my first thought was how she knew I was over it. Alex saw my question and answered it before I could find a way to politely ask.

“I told her last night that you had woken up.” I nodded with understanding and gently took the bag.

“Thank you, I appreciate it,” I mumbled.

“It was no problem. If you need anything Alex can give you my number,” she smiled kindly and I nodded in return. Then I made some flimsy excuse to leave and got in my car, very tempted to peak inside the bag. I was still hungry.

It took another three days before all of the awkwardness finally faded. No one shot any side glances at me. People stopped going quiet when I walked into the room. I felt like I could finally breath. Apparently, for a female my age, it was an oddity for me to have reached my first heat. I was a topic for all of the curious females in the pack. To the point that