章節 97: 17. I Will Survive.
We teleported to the house, and the momentum just kept going. Apparently, some kind of afterheat was going on, and there was no rush to reproduce yet. We teleported to San Jose Castle, and I did my thing again. The two could join in now when we had played with my chakras enough. He was now calm enough to fuck and not to torture.
I entered a dimly lit room, seeking solace and rest. The air had been heavy with the scent of sex and lust, making me feel even more feverish. somehow whole notion of sex was almost repulsive to me and somehow it was connected that my chakras had been burned. Each step I took felt heavy and weak, as if my limbs were made of lead. Exhaustion weighed me down, but my attempt to sleep was futile. The pain in my chakras was unbearable, pulsating through my body like a fiery current. I longed for their healing, for relief from this torment.
Days passed, and I realized that the state of my chakras affected my overall well-being. My appetite waned, leaving me with a constant feeling of hunger mixed with fatigue and irritability. My weight had dropped and my lust and drive for reproduction had gone away almost fully. The heat radiating from my swollen chakras intensified my discomfort. I had never encountered such an experience with my chakras before, and I vowed to protect them from any harm that Damien could inflict.
Determined to find a solution, I turned to the library. I walked tiredly there, knowing that there was knowledge in there and a lot. My fleas had gotten me over the years quite a lot of books and most of them were put in here. Of course, certain books were shielded, so I could not read them. Like magic books or a few shifter books as well.
I liked our library. It was a vast space, lined with towering bookshelves that reached toward the ceiling. The scent of aged paper and knowledge filled the air, creating an atmosphere of intellectual sanctuary. As I walked across the carpeted floor, each step was muffled, absorbing the sound and creating a sense of quietude. It was a space where one would not talk loudly and I have no idea why that was, but as normally in libraries you kept your voice down and it was good that we could communicate via our packbonds, so talk was not always necessary.
I perused the shelves, hoping to find some guidance on healing my ailing chakras. The books I came across had their own distinctive aroma, a mixture of dust and ink that whispered stories of ages past. The room was well-lit, allowing me to see each title clearly as I scanned the spines. I settled into a comfortable chair at one of the large tables, ready to immerse myself in the world of chakras.
Yet, amidst the search, a familiar feeling tugged at the edges of my consciousness, eluding my grasp. It was a nagging sensation, like a distant memory, that refused to reveal itself. Undeterred, I continued my quest, focusing on finding books specifically dedicated to chakras.
However, my hopes were dashed, as these books offered no insight into healing a sick or damaged chakra. Their words offered no solace, leaving me more lost than ever before.
As I delved into the vast amount of information about chakras and their manipulation, I found myself growing weary. None of the books provided an answer to my burning question - how to heal my inflamed and energetically burned heart chakra. I had learned about different chakras and I knew that my heart chakra was the worst one that could be damaged, so it would be the first one for me to try to heal in some way.
Hours passed fruitlessly, and I retreated to my room, feeling drained. A bath seemed like a potential remedy, but as I attempted to rinse my arms, the pain was so intense that I knew a bath would only render me unconscious. Frustrated, I yearned for Charles, hoping he could provide some solace and comfort. But wolves were too passionate, and he was busy.
Lying limp in bed, I felt a feverish heat envelop me. Desperate for relief, I reached for another blanket, but the chill persisted. The open door allowed the scent of Mariella's presence to waft into the room as she passed by.
Sensing something amiss, she stopped and smelled the air as she had a superb sense of smell and it was both a blessing and curse and approached me, her hesitant voice breaking the silence. "Mimi, what's wrong? You're hot. Have you contracted some kind of infection? It's not a uterine infection, but something's clearly not right."
Worriedly, she placed her hand on my forehead, her brows furrowing in concern.
I let out a heavy sigh, my voice filled with exhaustion as I spoke, "Three long weeks enduring number two's chakra treatment. I can't claim innocence either; my own words landed me in trouble. Now, I'm waiting for my chakras to heal, hoping for eventual recovery, but unsure if I'll ever be able to bring new life into the world. My sex drive has vanished, and the desire to reproduce is nonexistent. Number two has burned my chakras to such an extent that it has affected me in this way," I explained wearily.
Mariella let out an irritated sigh in response. She had also endured the presence of number two and had managed to heal her own chakras with the assistance of number one. It hadn't been a straightforward process, with number one using his healing abilities. She reached out and gently touched my forehead, taking in a deep breath as she assessed the situation.
She said calmly, "Show me one chakra, and I'll know what to do. Number two did this to me as well, and number one had to heal me," she stated with a sense of determination.
I extended my arm and allowed her to examine my heart chakra. It moved slowly, damaged from the burns, causing it to ache and become tender to the touch. My chakra seemed reluctant, almost as if it had a mind of its own, attempting to retreat and hide away from any further harm. Mariella remained silent for a moment, contemplating the situation.
Finally, she spoke, "I must go and inform number one. How and when did this happen? How did he manage to be with you for three weeks?"
Recalling the events, I replied, "I had been with Adam for a week when the wolves contracted infections. My heat required treatment, and he volunteered, trapping me in the process. Somehow, he has a knack for provoking me, causing my sentences to flow uncontrollably, resulting in this outcome. Though there was some initial spark between us, it's clear that it's not a healthy one."
Mariella let out a soft curse under her breath. She confessed, "Treating those infections was simple enough, and we stayed in the house during that time. I never even considered keeping a watchful eye on number two. He's quite skilled at manipulating others into uttering a few sentences. He did the same to me, and it greatly upset number one. Either Damon or I will return soon. You'll be safe, don't worry."
I nodded, expressing my gratitude, and added, "But number two threatened to break my straps if I disclosed anything. I don't know if he... well, he might if he finds out that I've been talking about this."
Mariella's expression shifted, a glimmer of anger in her eyes. She reassured me, "I'll seal this room so he can't reach you. We'll be right back."
With determined steps, she walked away, creating a protective shield around the room. Seeking comfort, I wrapped another blanket around myself, closed my eyes, and tried to find some rest. I was utterly exhausted and drained, both physically and emotionally.
Mariella marched up to number one, her emerald green eyes gleaming with annoyance and anger, their vibrant color reflecting the intensity of her emotions. As she spoke, her voice carried a hint of frustration. "Do you have any idea what that one has done to our alpha female? She's lying there, feverish and lethargic, all because he had to toy with Mimi's chakras for three weeks."
Damon, with a pointed look, observed the heated exchange between Mariella and the number two, his expression betraying innocence. Number two, on the other hand, wore a smug and arrogant expression, exuding an air of superiority.
Softly, number one inquired, "Is this true? Don't you want us to breed? What the hell is wrong with you?"
Number two, seemingly amused, responded, "Actually, Mimi is not necessary for breeding. She can be skipped, and we can have wonderful times with Mariella. Adam and Charles can take care of the wolves."
His voice held a subtle amusement and a strange protectiveness towards Mimi. It intrigued Mariella that he would go to such lengths to prevent Mimi from breeding, while still desiring her himself. Mimi had mentioned the undeniable chemistry between them.
Mariella, speaking even more softly, revealed, "He threatened to harm Mimi if she spoke up. I sealed the room to prevent him from carrying out his threat. Why does he not want Mimi to breed, but want me to breed? Is he trying to protect her?"
Number two fell silent, avoiding eye contact. It was a familiar gesture that Mariella recognized, confirming her suspicions. He indeed had feelings for Mimi, and not negative ones. He was attempting to keep her free so that she wouldn't have to breed, but could be with him instead.
Number one stood up abruptly, his voice filled with determination. "How serious is it?"
In her mind, Mariella responded, "It's bad. It's affecting everything, including her fertility, which is already declining. He has feelings for her, and I believe he's trying to keep her free so he can have her. Mimi mentioned their undeniable connection."
Number one replied in their mental exchange, "Regardless of any spark, she belongs to me. I will heal her and she will breed, and she will not be his plaything. There will be no spark, and Mimi will breed if I have any say in it."
Observing Damon's clear jealousy, Mariella noted he wouldn't tolerate such behavior, not even from his own clone.
Damon 1 asserted, "Now, we will go take care of Mimi, and you better hope we have enough time for her to have puppies. Otherwise, I might just send you back to where you came from."
They left the room, Damon 1 seething with rage.
Mariella tried to help a little by wrapping herself up to him, but when she herself was pissed off, all the fucking work that had been put into Mimi was for nothing again. And if she would not breed again, Damon might distance himself from her fully.
I slept and entered a dream. I found myself leaning against a weathered bridge, gazing at the water below. The dark, almost black water lazily swirled as it flowed under the bridge. The air was filled with the melodies of singing birds, their sweet tunes accompanying me. Although I wasn't alone, the identity of the person beside me remained elusive. This scene felt strangely familiar, more like a hazy memory than a dream.
Suddenly, a voice broke the silence. It was a deep, melodic voice that brought a sense of calm. The words spoken were simple yet cryptic, "Remember Mimi, it starts with a piece of jewelry, then there's a book, and then a pen. Then the rest comes on its own, but the jewelry, the book, the pen. Remember Atlanta."
In her presence, I felt safe and protected, even though her face remained a blur in my mind. It was as if the time for remembering had not yet arrived.
As I awoke, I took in a deep breath, feeling a mix of emotions. The dream, or perhaps a fragmented memory, left me with something to ponder. The phrase I needed to remember echoed in my mind, but the significance of the jewelry, the book, and the pen remained elusive. And Atlanta, the place where our house stood, held a mysterious secret that I couldn't recall.
Despite the confusion, I knew there was no time to dwell on a million questions. Instead, I decided to go with the flow, trusting that one day everything would be revealed in due time. My thoughts shifted to the house in Atlanta, where we had once shared wonderful moments before the burdens of life took their toll. Before any shed sessions. It seemed as if my memories had been altered, but for now, I had to focus on recovering from this chakra disturbance.
The image of a grand library flashed in my mind, a place of knowledge and possibilities. But first, I needed to regain my balance before delving into any further mysteries. Perhaps, when the time was right, I could revisit the house in Atlanta and uncover the forgotten fragments of my past.
As I contemplated, Damon and Mariella entered the room, breaking my train of thought. Damon glanced at me, his expression hinting at a mix of understanding and frustration.
"Let me guess. You had some fiery words flying around?" he remarked.
I nodded, acknowledging my role in provoking Damon's quick temper with my choice of words. I was wrapped in my blankets and still shivering. My nap had helped a little, and I yearned to sleep some more.
He came up to me, touched my forehead furrowed his brows, and said, " You're in a real fever, but first I have to go through you, all over and I know that assault like that will make you wary, but there's nothing to worry about now, young lady. Now I'm just going to take all these lovely warm blankets off you and strip you magically naked. "
He proceeded then and uncovered me and I trembled as I was so cold. He undressed me naked and my chakras tried to get in hiding as they sensed his presence. I was so tired and those painfully burned chakras to move; it made the pain explode, almost.
Damon controlled his expression. He had taken her clothes off, and she was trembling before him; these burned chakras marred her pale skin and he could sense her pain and discomfort too. Mimi's chakras were like deep, infected burns, and the two had dug them out quite a bit.
Although, as popular belief had it, the supernatural had many dozens of chakras. And you could create them. Mimi would have one chakra that other women don't have, which would be her alpha chakra. But there was a heart chakra that was related to emotions, a pain chakra, and an agony chakra separately, a remember chakra, a memory chakra.
Damon had sometimes read about the different chakras, but he had paid little attention to them.
He said to her, "Now baby, I will numb you, put this numbing energy and it might feel like you have no body but I think it is just relief, you just lay there and I will start to heal these by one and then you need to take a little nap afterward. Everything is gonna be just fine. "
Mimi nodded. She was exhausted and sore. He put numbing energy throughout Mimi's body and saw her relax even a little. Fine. He was a healer, so he got to work. He put the mark of his palm on each sore chakra and directed the healing energy that he had generated into it. One by one, he healed the chakras, and they shrunk and hid right away.
There was a little bit that he needed to do after this little thing, and it had everything to do with one of her felines. Inside Mimi, she had felines and she could take their forms, just as she had taken Mimosa's form, and in the same way, she could be in the lead or she could give the lead to that cat. One of these felines would get some attention from him as she was a little uppity, and she had given Mimi all of these ideas on how to control breeding and litter size, too.
He noticed how Mimi felt better, all the while watching his protector's radar. Soon, they could reproduce. He opened his reproductive pheromones as he lifted Mimi, supposedly in his arms, to work on one chakra on her back. She was quite limp still and her head was right against his neck, in a pheromone cloud.
He smelled when Mimi's ova broke free, first one or two, then speeding up slightly until Mimi was raining ova directly into her womb. Mimi would be ready to breed in no time, but the first cat was very naughty. Mimi's snow leopard, Bella. Well, Bella would be the mother this time.
Their breeding was special in itself, in that Mimi is not biologically the mother of the kittens, but then again, he is the father of all of them. When it's breeding season, all the females rain eggs, and he fertilizes them.
But one cat is usually the most pregnant; this time it would be Bella. she would bear them kind of even in Mimi's body. Once he has Mimi's chakras in order, he will put her to sleep, change her into cat form, and keep Bella awake while he inseminates her. Oh, that cat will not enjoy that. Bella was one of the biggest troublemakers and often behind all these little schemes.
But once Bella found she was firmly in breeding condition, the rebellion would probably start to die down a bit. Sure, Bella could do more than one litter, but if she was with Mariella's troublemaker, Diana, aka Di, who was Mariella's clouded leopard? Diana was a witch and strong, but independent and rebellious.
Damon had dealt with the rebellion by putting a ball on the cat's head of his own will. It didn't take but half an hour and Di was under control. But Bella, an alpha female herself, wouldn't be so simple. And he wouldn't want to. Basically, once he got Bella pregnant, Mimi would be pregnant, but he'd still impregnate Mimi too.
Someday, Mimi would have her own eggs into the mass, so the kittens would really be hers, but first, Mimi would have to fully mature and evolve into a full cat shape-shifter so that she could release the cats as she released Mimosa back in the day and then the cats would gain their independence and could leave Mimi inside, but she could still shape-shift.
But one day, they would come to make human children. And they would be just their two. Damon was already wondering in his mind how Mimi would feel about it one day when he'd bang her pregnant with a human baby. Or children.
It took several hours, but he finally got Mimi's chakras in order and said, "Baby, you're going to get some rest now. We'll get right to work. This is short-acting. It's just a little like resetting you."
He pressed the plunger down after he had inserted the needle into the vein. She had not had time to react.
The medicine would put Mimi to sleep and sedate Bella. He picked her in his arms and teleported to the medbay where Mariella was already waiting.
Mariella said, "Was it easy?"
Damon nodded, put Mimi on the bed, and took out Bella. Mimi changed her shape in her sleep, transforming into a snow leopard. Her eyes were groggy, but she was awake enough. They tied her back to the bed, and Damon crouched down next to the cat.
He said, "Congratulations Bella, you're going to be a mom. I'm about to artificially inseminate you, which means I'm going to stuff your uterus full of my sperm. Any eggs that come out will be guaranteed to be fertilized. Plus, Mariella will make you good at getting your eggs shed, and I'll take them all, and we'll watch them under the microscope and see how they fertilize, and then I'll put them all back in. Keep it up, and you'll be the mother for the whole breeding season. Oh, Bella, when I would take you out and breed you deep in your uterus so that you would be firmly pregnant, time after time."
Bella was silent. Fucking an alpha male. What could she be doing when he stuffed her full of his sperm and collected her eggs and then still had the nerve to show her how to fertilize them? Stuffed every couple of thousand back inside her. She tried to squirm and get free, but she was tied down. She was silent and not said a word to that damn smug bastard. Well, she had her own way of controlling things, and one day she would show him.
Damon was pleased. Bella was pregnant. He could smell it. Time for that feline to learn lessons about acts and consequences.
He went over to the cat and said, " Congratulations, you've just conceived. You're pregnant."
feline snorted irritability, and it just made him smirk at the cat and pat her on the head.
Damon gave her a little more sedative so her eyes rolled back into her head and Bella was properly sedated, and Damon and Mariella looked through the cat, removed the hair from her ears, drained and removed the anal glands. It was standard stuff to do as these cats might have anal gland problems or blocked ears and they weren't very forthcoming with their health issues, so every time there was a chance, they would check felines out. Now it was time to get this breeding season up and running properly, too.
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