Fated To Three, Betrayed By All… Until She Rose.-Chapter 267: Heat?

Leilani.

"Argghhh!" The ear shattering scream tore out from the back of my throat as I doubled over in pain, writhing when my body spasmed uncontrollably as if being tased by a high voltage taser.

I screamed so loud my throat felt sore and I cried so much, I feared I would go blind. But none of these helped the pain coursing through my spine. It didn’t help that I was quickly heating up, boiling in fact and I couldn’t seem to fathom where the heat was coming from.

I feared that I was coming down with a fever, but what I didn’t understand was if this is how the antidote should work.

If this was the amount of pain it should put me through before healing me from the inside out.

Tears streamed down my face as I grabbed at my hair from its roots, retching and screaming because it was too much to bear. And that was no joke. It was indeed too much!

And goddess, I tried to keep myself from screaming so agonizingly. I tried to hold myself up and to bear the pain.

But could I do that? Certainly not!

In my blind desperation, I tried to reach for my phone and after finding it and failing for a couple of minutes, my hands finally curled around the cold metal and I instantly dialed a number I was sure was Maya’s.

It rang and on its first ring, it was picked.

I cried; "Hello, Maya! I need help. I am in so much pain."

The person on the other end of the phone didn’t speak immediately, but when they finally did, I found myself plucking the phone off my ear so quickly one would think it burned.

"Hello?" The gruff voice came again, clearer this time. He drawled; "Leilani please talk to me! Are you okay?"

Tears burned in my eyes. Even my hands shook as I brought it back up to my ears. A couple of seconds passed and more without me speaking. But when I finally did, I could only mutter the words;

"I’m in so much pain."

"Where are you?" Zevran’s voice came next, sharp yet worried. It reminded me of the way Jarek used to sound whenever I called him to complain or rant about something.

I dragged in a deep shuddering breath and sighed, my vibe cold as I whispered the word; "Home," into the receiver.

He didn’t speak immediately but I knew that he was still listening to me. And I... I was in too much pain to wonder what he was feeling. To care about if he would help.

The seconds were beginning to stretch for far too long, and when I had begun to think that he would respond, he rasped out; "Hold on!"

"Okay."

"Do not end the call, ever, Leilani. I’ll be with you shortly!" He supplied and I was already nodding my head before realizing that he couldn’t see me.

Maybe it was the reassurance I found in his voice or the way he sounded like he was indeed worried about me, but I found myself planting the phone upside down on the floor while I dragged my battered body a few feet away from it. I didn’t dare end the call in fear that I would be plunged into a quiet loneliness if I did and I also didn’t try to pick it back up because I guess, I didn’t want to seem more intimate with the triplets than I already was.

However, a few minutes later, my small spasms soon turned into violent shakes— so violent that it made my teeth clatter.

The heat burning through my veins felt so impossible to bear, I could imagine that I was breathing fire.

Another loud scream tore through my lips when another wave of pain hit me square in the guts and I threw my head back, screaming when the vibrations shook me even to my rectum.

I do not know for how long I laid there bawling my eyes out, but when I finally came to, it was to the sound of my name being yelled out. The voice sounded desperate yet firm, and when I finally peeled my eyes open to look towards my door, I was somewhat relieved when I was met with a familiar pair of blue eyes and a mass of messy auburn hair.

"Gavin..." I croaked out the words, sounding like a person on their deathbed; and maybe it was the sound of my voice that had Gavin shaking too as he came over to wrap his arms around my shoulder, helping me up to a sitting position.

He touched the back of his hand to my forehead and I could swear that I saw the annoyance fleet across his sharp gaze before he managed to tone it down, his voice icy as he stated; "You used it."

It was not a question but a statement.

My heart raced in my chest because I feared his scorn or insult. But deciding to come clean, I said; "I feared that it would go to waste."

"So you used it!" He snorted, sounding accusatory.

Feeling ashamed, I couldn’t bring myself to respond, and maybe my silence was all that he needed because he then shook his head and turned away. His voice dropped a few notches as if he was trying so hard not to scold me. But I still heard the sharpness in his tone when he spat;

"What if it was a poison?"

"What if it isn’t... what if this is how it should work?" I snapped back, and winced when another bout of pain lanced through my spine.

His grip on my shoulders tightened as he shook his head. And in few words, he confirmed my deepest fears when he asked;

"And what if this isn’t how it should work? What if you’ve been scammed?"

That thought alone was enough to have me shaking in fear. My hand shot up to grab his but in that moment, a jolt shot through me settling at my core.

My eyes widened then when the pain in my guts soon began to morph into something else... something wilder, dreary and darker... something wanton.

"Gavin!" I rasped in panic, desperately scooting away from him when he tried to touch me again. A flicker of hurt passed his face, one that soon left when he noticed the flush in my cheeks.

He asked; "What is it?"

But goddess, I didn’t know how to respond to that. Hell, I didn’t know how I was feeling either. All I knew was that I was in pain. So much pain. But behind it all, behind all the agony and despair was something wild circling itself around the base of my stomach.

It filled my body with emotions I couldn’t quite name and made goosebumps sprout across my skin.

It also made my nipples feel hard and painful and by the gods, I would give anything to have them sucked on... to have them caressed and bitten and—

"How does a heat cycle feel like?" The words rushed out of my mouth before I could stop myself, and I couldn’t help but hate the way my pussy walls felt like they were being jolted awake by some invincible electrical forces.

He frowned. "I do not know. Perhaps, I could ask my mate."

"Does it feel like one’s gut is about to burst open?" I rushed out, sweating... because yes, I think my sweat glands are beginning to over produce sweat as well.

Both on my skin and down there in my core.

"Do you feel that way?" He asked and I nodded quickly, too quickly before another jolt shot through me— painful and nerve wracking.

However, I didn’t get the opportunity or chance to scream out in agony because in the next minute I was thrashing—not from pain but from want— because an intoxicating scent was filling my senses and making my mouth water convulsively.

Just then, Gavin’s eyes flickered to the door but I was too blinded by what was happening to me to see what he was looking at.

Then I threw my head back and screamed, just as someone else shouted; "Mate!"