The Alpha and The Vigilante novel Chapter 49

Knowing it was finally time, I turned around, making eye contact with the Alpha. I dropped to my knees and showed him my neck, finally submitting.

After I submitted to him, I succumbed to the darkness that had been begging to overtake me ten lashes ago.

This time, I didn't know if I would ever wake up again.

Alpha Cain's POV

I immediately reached for Ares as her eyes rolled to the back of her head and she started falling to the floor from her knees.

I caught her, feeling her warm blood ooze on to my arm from where it rested under her back. Her eyes were closed, her breathing shallow.

I made a huge mistake.

I wanted her submission, but I didn't know the price would be so high. Why would she submit after she already endured the punishment? Did she think I would keep lashing her until she submitted?

I mindlinked the pack doctor, telling him to run to the medical center, and that I would be there with Ares in a second.

I picked her up, careful to minimize my contact with her back. Her back looked gruesome. It didn't even resemble human flesh anymore, more like a slab of raw meat. Ordinarily, she should have been able to heal quickly, but my fire made it harder for her to heal.

I began sprinting in my human form towards the pack medical center, where the doctor was already waiting.

"Help her, please," I begged him, desperation clouding my voice.

"Of course, Alpha. Put her on that bed, face down," He told me, pointing to one of the hospital beds. I obliged his request and helplessly stood around waiting as he grabbed different medical supplies.

He worked on her back for awhile, applying different herbs and ointments, until he stepped back, his face grim.

"What?" I growled, not liking the look on his face.

He jumped from my tone, probably fearing a beating. "The good news is, she will live through this. The bad news is, she is in a coma. I reckon that she is in this state of lacking consciousness in order to numb her from the pain while her body heals itself."

I looked at my mate in regret, sadness, and guilt. Her back looked no better than it did when I came here, not that I blamed the doctor. Her face, however, was completely peaceful. I had never seen that look on her face before, and it filled me with sorrow.

"When will she awaken?" I asked gruffly.

On the 14th night of my mate being comatose, I fell asleep, willing the Moon Goddess to save my

mate and take my life instead.

"Hello, child," a honey voice spoke into my mind and I looked around to see where it was coming from. I was no longer in the hospital room, but rather, a large field of flowers.

My eyes came across a brilliantly glowing figure of a woman. "Moon Goddess," I gasped, falling to my knees in respect and submission.

Her eyes shone. Looking back on this dream in future times, I found that I wasn't able to describe what she looked like, nor could I picture it anymore. All I could remember was how fiercely she was glowing, her bright aura enveloping her entire being.

"My mate," I plead out, begging her to help.

The Moon Goddess smiled sadly. "She has been through quite the ordeal. The coma was necessary not only for her body to heal, but for her mind to be at peace as well."

I looked down, guiltily.

"Look up, my child," She spoke the words gently, and her voice caressed me sweetly. "Do not blame yourself for this. She had to see your power firsthand. She would not have submitted otherwise. Violence is the only thing she understands, and it is the only thing she responds to."