Healing The Ruthless Alpha Sihanaâs POV Finished Cahir helped me get dressed in one of his old shirts and then he excused himself for a bath. I slept off before he returned. I didnât know how long I slept but sometime during the night, he crawled into bed beside me and my body gravitated to his in an instant. He said something but I was too far gone to make sense of his words although my lips moved to mumble a reply.
When I slept this time, there was no wolf pouncing on me and forcing me to play. I didnât dream of anything at first but the darkness of sleep soon morphed into something else, first a bright light, and then I saw myself. In the dream. I was a thief. It was like an outâofâbody experience as I stretched out my hands and various things flew into them.
âWhat kind of nasty dream is this? I heard the voice of my wolf but I couldnât tell if it was part of the dream or if Asena really spoke then. I didnât have time to answer her, however, as I was focused on taking peopleâs things and running. Surprisingly, I ran faster than humanely possible.
This is the most bizarre dream Iâve ever had, I said to myself, watching as I ran with the speed of light but then my soles caught on fire. Rather than stop running, I ran faster and the fire spread.
âYouâre burning up again,â I heard a low murmur from outside the dream but I couldnât respond.
âSibana.â A low whisper caressed my skin. I adjusted myself but the dream was getting even more bizarre. The fire from my sole had spread to my hands. âStop thrashing I felt something cool on my skin outside the dream.
This is too ridiculous, I grumbled, trying to get myself to wake up but I couldnât drag myself out of the dream. Dream me stopped running from those chasing her but instead ran back to them and when she raised her hand, a burst of fire exploded on the poor people sheâd stolen from.
*Sihana!â I jolted out of my dream state at that exclamation, thrashing around in bed.
âWâWhat-âMy fever was either making me see crazy things or I was on fire. âWhat!â I shouted, jumping out of the bed with sizzling sheets. Before I could blink water splashed against my skin.
Cahir dumped a bowl of water on me, the same bowl he had been using to wipe my skin when my fever got too high.
It was when I felt the cool sensation of water splashing against my skin that I realized something.
Although flames danced around me, nothing on me burnt.
âThe bed is going to burn!â I exclaimed when Cahir hefted me off my feet and took me to the bathroom.
âAre you thinking of anything other than yourself right now!?â He exclaimed, dropping me and turning the shower on full blast.
âHey=âI swallowed down the words on the tip of my tongue when the flames around me refused to die out. The cold water raining on me filled me with an onimaginable cold. âThe fire on the bed My teeth chattered. âPlease ââ
He went out for a second, shouted for the butler in a voice that must have woken the entire castle, and then he ran back to me. âTony will fix it, please, focus on yourself.â With his bare hands, he started to stamp out the spreading fire.
âYouâre going to get burnt,â I muttered, grabbing his hand. I didnât burn, nothing on me burnt, but his hand was already blistering and a part of his pyjama shirt had also charred.
wed, íì 87 *Finished âSihana Asena,â he muttered with a quivering voice, pushing my wet hair away from my face. âLetâs focus on you.
Youâre the one on fire.â
âIâm not burning.â I opened up my palms to him. He took my hands in his and I shivered from how violently his hands jerked. âAre you â Are you okay?â I looked up at him.
I was still under the water and the fire finally fizzled out but Cahirâs eyes could barely focus. They examined every part of my body as if looking for any part that may be hurt, or a lighter that may have started the fire in the first place.
âNo. I am not okay,â he deadpanned. âI am losing my senses. What the he cut himself off when I shivered. âShit, youâre cold.â He turned off the water and grabbed a towel, drying me. Then he carried me out of the bathroom despite my protest, changed my clothes and wrapped me in a thick blanket.
The fire had been put out and Tony disappeared before we got out of the bathroom. There was a small charred spot on the bed. The fire had been all around me but thankfully, it didnât spread as much as I thought it would. With the way Cahir panicked, one would think that the whole house was on fire.
âIs there anything you want to say to me?â His voice was quiet but his Adamâs apple bobbed as he spoke and he continued to drag a hand through his hair.
âCan I see your hand?â I asked but he shook his head.
âNo, not that. He denied me access but I shifted closer to him and took his hand.
He let me do as I pleased with a sigh and once again, I marvelled at the vibration I felt on his hand.
His fingers quivered and he clenched and unclenched his fist with his hand in mine. He pulled out his left hand from my grip and ran it through his hair.
âAre you hurt?â I didnât understand why his hands were shaking so badly. He was quick to put out the fire so I didnât think it would have damaged any nerve, âSihana, youâre the one who was on fire minutes ago.â Irritation seeped into his tone and he pulled at his hair again. âI should be asking you that that question. His entire body started to vibrate.
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âCahir ââ I grabbed his hands in mine, terrified that heâd been hurt by the way he shivered from head to toe. It was when I took his hand I felt a familiar rush of power. The tiny scar on his knuckle knitted itself back together in a split second as healing mana flowed through me.
âYour mana is back,â he said, eyes wide but body still quivering. âHow ââ
âItâs not back,â I muttered reproachfully, feeling the rush of power die down as fast as it had come.
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âWhat the hell is happening?â He exclaimed. âIâve never shit ââ He cussed then stood up and started to pace again.
I donât know.â I looked down at my hands. âItâs as if ââ trailed off but he turned to me with sharp eyes.
âItâs as if what?â He demanded, standing still for a minute before he started to pace again, raking his hand through his hair. If he kept this up, he would soon pull out half his hair.
âI canât explain it but Iâm manifesting other gifts.â I looked down at my hands and then opened my mouth to tell the story of the washcloth in the bath. At first, I didnât tell him because I didnât want him to worry. Now that I not only manifested telekinesis but also set my bed on fire, I had to come clean.
âWhy am I just hearing about this?â He growled, slapping a head against his forehead.
Finished âYouâre worried enough as it is.â His pacing made me nervous so I stood. âI didnât want to worry you any more than youâre already worried.â
âSia-â He started to call my name but stopped, all but racing to reach me. âYou are my mate. If I donât worry about you, who will?â He growled. âDo youâ His hand on my bicep jerked. âI would die if anything happened to you.â
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