hello beautiful human, here is another chapter. It is unedited, but once the edited version is available I will update it. Hope you enjoy this chapter. Also, this chapter was longer than the allowed character limit so it will be split into 2 part. 

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Kylo's P.O.V.

My heart is racing, and I feel shaky in my bones as if I'm made of jello. He had his arms wrapped around me, squeezing me hard. For a minute, I forgot everything around me and let the feeling of having him this close consume me. I indulged briefly before clearing my throat, but it did not seem to register with him. I looked up to see Dr. Cane running out behind him.

"Sorry, he ran out as soon as he felt you close. He's still under sedation but, for some reason, woke up as soon as he smelt your scent." Cane spoke from behind Jaylen, which seemed to distress him, burying his face deeper into my neck.

I didn't dare to speak or breathe, in fact. What am I supposed to do in this situation?

I looked away from Jay, my eyes frantic, reaching out for anyone to help. Raymond seemed to sense my panic and attempted to reach for Jay to separate us, but as soon as Ray got close, Jay started growling as a warning sign. I looked up at Cane for an explanation.

"Um, he is still under the residual effects of his rut. All he wants is to be close to you. The medications calmed him down, but..." he trailed off, but I got the gist.

What do you want to do, Hermano? I asked Dario as I felt him emerge from his hideout.

I don't know; my brain is telling me to knock him out and let the others deal with him, but my heart and body want nothing more than to drown in his arms. How stupid are we? He asked.

Immensely, but we can't help it. We're softies for needy alphas. I joked, hoping to lighten up the mood.

You mean we're softies for this needy alpha. Dario joked back. Relief runs through my veins to know my human is okay now as I sink back, giving him control.

Dario's P.O.V.

Thank you for taking care of everything. I love you, Kylo.

You're welcome...

Kylooo, you need to say it back. I insisted.

... ugh, fine, I love you too. Now enough with this sappy shit, and go take care of our Mate. He said, blushing.

I laughed at my adorably shy wolf. You wouldn't think this guy was ripping rogues apart left and right not long ago. I finally bring my attention back to the situation at hand. Cane and Raymond are still standing, waiting for my next move.

"Is what you gave him all he needs? If so, I'll take him back to the room." I asked.

"Yes, that is all. The medication should keep him sedated enough not to bring his rut back at full force," he replied, smiling reassuringly.

"Great, I'll call you if anything changes. Thank you," I nodded as he walked away with his husband.

On the other hand, Ray was still looking at me, sceptical. "Are you sure you're going to be okay? We can knock him out and keep him locked somewhere until he returns to his senses."

I smiled, "I really appreciate your concern and as appealing as that sounds, I want to take care of him."

"Alright, I am one call away if you need me to come kick his ass." He winked as he walked away.

"Thank you, Raymond," I said, laughing at his groan.

"Let's get you back to bed, mister," I told Jay as I attempted to remove him from my neck, but he whined in protest and squeezed harder. "Okay, looks like we're walking like this."

After a long struggle, I finally got him back to our room. He was still stuck to me like a koala to a tree, and honestly, if he weren't taller than me, he'd be wrapped around me.

"Alright, big guy, I need to shower to wash the blood off me. Do you think you can let go for a bit?" I was met with a growl and a squeeze. Dear goddess, this is harder than I expected. I need to think of something... okay let's try...

"Jay, don't you want to smell my scent better?" I was met with quiet, okay, just one more push, "I bet I smell like blood and nasty rouges. If you let me shower, you'll smell only me. All I need is ten... no five minutes."

He loosens his grasp on my body, but not before nibbling on my neck, sending my lower part into full force. Maldita sea! Dario, contrólate. (damn it, Dario, get it together)

"A-alright, why don't you stay here a-and I'll go shower and come back." I stuttered nervously.

I separated from Jay and quickly headed towards the bathroom, but not before he caught me again. His arms wrapped around my waist as he pulled me back into his rock-hard chest. His breath fanning the back of my neck yet again, I could feel his heart beating through his chest. I don't know what miracle I conjured at that moment to leave his arms and lock myself in the bathroom. I ignored the constant knocking on the door and got in the shower. After finishing the shower, I looked at myself in the mirror. I was basically a tomato incarnated.

"Alright, Dario, you can do this. You escaped hell. You lived on your own for years. You fought witches, vampires and rouges. You can survive a night with a clingy, horney, sexy-ass Jaylen. Just deep breaths." I encouraged myself as much as possible before leaving the bathroom to find Jaylen sulking on the bed.

Huh?

"What's wrong?" I walked closer, but he pouted and faced the other way.

Goddess, have mercy. Why does he have to be so adorable? I'm supposed to be mad at him. We might've stood a chance if he had acted this way normally. I stood there unmoved, which made Jaylen nervous. I guess drugged Jaylen didn't like silence. He took one look at me with his glossy, tired eyes, and I was done for. I walked to the other side of the bed and lay under the covers as he watched. Soon, he got in next to me, pulling me into his warm embrace, nuzzling into my neck, and inhaling my scent.

"Sober, you will lose it once he finds out." I laughed.

Soon after, we fell silent as Jaylen drifted into a deep sleep. I lay staring at the ceiling, which had become one of my favourite things to do. It was calming in a way.

So much happened today, huh? Kylo asked.

Yeah, a lot happened. I replied.

Do you think we will ever be... more? His voice sounded so weak and defeated.

I don't know. I mean, compared to before, we've come a long way. So, for the sake of both our sanity, I'll keep the hope. I sometimes question how much more I can take.

Yeah, I know. Now that he's asleep, do you want to go for a run?

Didn't we exercise enough today? I laughed at his enthusiasm.

I know, but we need it.

I contemplated for a bit. Alright, let's go.

I managed to wiggle my way out of Jaylen's embrace. It seemed that medications worked Since he didn't even flinch. The pack house was still buzzing with life as it was only 8pm. I walked out of the pack house and shifted midway, making my way through the branches, feeling the breeze caress my skin, bringing me back to life. I wish I could stay in wolf form forever. It feels so much safer. I feel indestructible, like nothing can touch me. In human form, I only know pain and hurt. I shake my head from the unwanted memories that flood, making my body shiver in fear.

Don't think about it, Hermano. They can't touch us. Not anymore, we're safe. Kylo's voice flows into my head, calming the darkness that has overtaken my body. Feeling relief at the heaviness leaving my body, letting me breathe again.

Thank you. I whisper breathlessly.

Honestly, I would've lost it a long time ago without him. I wouldn't be here if I didn't have Kylo. He is my saviour. He is all that matters to me. At least he should be the only one, but another person keeps forcing himself into my thoughts and into my blood. I can feel him all over my body. A person who only thinks of someone else even when I am standing right next to him. When I learned about Aiden, I was devastated to find my Mate had loved another. It was widespread for wolves to fall for someone other than their fated Mate. It's why the moon goddess gave us chosen mates. But my brain, heart and body refused to understand. It shook me to my core, which only destroyed me even more when I found out that not only was he in love with Aiden, but he was mated to him... for years. I felt hopeless, I felt unwanted, I felt unworthy, and I still do most of the time when I let the dark thoughts through.

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