Chapter 34

Hey guys!!!! Another update. I've been quarantined this past week because of my dad, so I've had a lot of time on my hands. I have news too. So this is the last chapter of this story, unfortunately, but I hope you all enjoy it.

[The Mute Alpha - Chapter 34]

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Nervousness seeped through me as I stepped into the bustling building full of frantic nurses and doctors. Ever since we arrived, they worked nonstop to try and save Beta Theo's life. We didn't trust anyone over in Canada, so Jaxton used a pay phone in a nearby town to hook us up with a flight. By the time we reached the south, Theo's complexion looked deathly pale.

I could tell Kian was worried too by the way he constantly glanced over in his direction. He caught me once while we were on the plane, and he seemed embarrassed.

Fortunately Jax was alright, just resting and recovering in his room. I visited him every day to see if he needed anything. While he was out, I did some of his Alpha work for him so he didn't have a lot to stress over once he was able to leave this hospital.

When I entered Theo's room, I saw Kian hunched over his sleeping form, his emerald eyes holding so much emotion it made me pause at the door. Theo definitely looked better than before, the color returning to his skin and the cuts slowly scabbing over. They had a mask covering his nose and mouth to help him breath, and they injected a tube into his arm to drain out the Wolfsbane from his blood stream.

I backed out of the room, not wanting to disturb them. So I decided to visit my own mate, excited to see him. When I entered, his brown eyes met mine, and he flashed me a bright smile.

"Hey," he greeted me with his deep, velvety voice, which I have quickly begun to love. I still wasn't used to him speaking, each time it still caught me off guard. But I felt so proud of him. I walked over to the side of his bed and sat down in the chair, grabbing a hold of his awaiting hand.

"Hi," I leaned over and planted a kiss on his forehead. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm doing great now that you're here," he answered, which caused my cheeks to heat up. "You look stunning today."

I glanced down at my joggers and baggy sweatshirt. I had my hair tied up in a messy bun and my face was free of any makeup. I had no idea what he was talking about, because this was my normal appearance.

"And so do you," I responded with a smirk. And I wasn't lying. Even though he wore a white patient gown, his hair was disheveled, and stubble decorated his jaw, he looked absolutely perfect in my eyes. The healing wounds on his face even made him appear more manly.

"How much longer do you have in here?"

"About a couple more days," he replied. "Then I'll be able to go home."

"I can't wait."

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The savory aroma of the cooked chicken breast wafted around the kitchen as I pulled it out of the oven. I smiled when I saw how tasty they looked. I was sure Jax would be happy to see a freshly-cooked, homemade meal when he got home rather than the shit they served him at the hospital.

I prepared the dinner table by placing a couple vanilla-scented candles in the center with a lacy placemat underneath his plate. I dimmed the lights as well to set the mood. Then I grabbed the rice and green beans from the kitchen and sat them by the candles.

I glanced at the clock mounted on the wall and grinned when I saw the time. Then I heard the sound of a car pull up to the house. He was home.

When the front door opened, I ran. He dropped the bag in his hand on the floor and wrapped his arms around me when I got within reach. His masculine scent and warmth enveloped me like a blanket, and I'd never felt so happy in my life.

"I missed you," I whispered, burying my face in his chest. I didn't mean from the few hours from the last time I saw him. I referred to him disappearing in Canada. I missed him so much it hurt.

"And I missed you," he replied, tightening his embrace.

"Did you shower?" I asked when I inhaled deeply. His scent was so intoxicating. I stepped away from him, but not enough for him to release me. His hands dropped down to my waist as his fingers played with the hem of my tank top.

"I did. I used it before I left." He leaned down and connected his lips with mine with a quick peck. "It sure smells good in here."

"I made dinner," I said, backing away and motioning him to follow me into the dining room.

He sat down on one of the chairs, and I served him his food. He immediately dug in, moaning as he tasted it. "This is delicious. Thank you, Autumn."

Warmth spread across my face as I slowly took a bite of my chicken. I never thought that hearing someone say my name would make me feel so weird. As he ate, I observed him, watching how he chewed his food, his eyes twinkling. He looked so happy now, maybe relieved. With all the stress from the past couple days, I'd be relieved too. He must be happy that the man who killed his parents was finally dead now.

We ate quietly, enjoying the nice meal as well as the presence of each other. Multiple times I debated whether or not to speak up, but I decided to relish in the silence instead. Once we were full, I grabbed the empty dishes and placed them in the sink where I began washing them.

"Thank you for the meal," he mumbled, pressing his lips against the side of my neck. I paused for a moment as I sighed at the feeling of his closeness.

"I really want to mark you," I blurted out. At first I felt embarrassed, but then I realized that I didn't regret it either. In fact, I was quite certain I wanted to.

My mate's mouth pulled away as he moved it closer to my ear. "Then do it." I felt something prod against my ass. Something hard.

I turned the sink off and spun around. I didn't have to close the distance between us because he did it before I could react. A noise rumbled in his chest once our mouths collided. My wet fingers sunk into the soft locks of his hair as I pulled his head closer. The kiss started out gentle and sweet, but then it morphed into something more passionate.

The fingers on my waist slid underneath the material of my top, heating up my skin as they grazed across it. I bit his bottom lip and tugged on it, earning a very sexy moan from him. He tilted his head, deepening the kiss by running his tongue along my lips. I happily obliged to his request.

"Do you..." I breathed out in between kisses, " wanna move this upstairs?"

Jax didn't waste another second. He grabbed my ass and lifted me up, allowing me to wrap my legs around him, and carried me up the stairs. I was surprised he was able to, because I would've expected him to be sore and weak.

We entered the dark room and didn't bother turning on the lights. He kicked the door closed behind us and moved towards the bed. My back fell against the soft comforter of the bed as he gently laid me down. Our lips connected once more as he hovered over my body, situating himself between my legs.

My hands slid over his abdomen, gripping the cotton fabric of his shirt. He pulled the shirt over his head, revealing his very sexy muscles. I clenched my thighs on either side of his hips and flipped us over so that I straddled him. My fingers danced across his abs as I admired the god-like specimen below me.

His lust-filled eyes gazed up at me hungrily. I pulled my tank top over my head and tossed it to the other side of the room. Before Jax came home I decided to put on the Victoria Secret lingerie I bought the other day, just in case anything happened. Not that I assumed we'd be in this position...

"You're so beautiful," he whispered, caressing my chest with the pads of his fingers, dipping his index finger into the valley between my breasts. "I've always wanted to tell you that."

I leaned down to kiss him. "You never needed to. I could always see it in your eyes."

"I love you."

His words left me speechless, a wave of emotions flooding my mind. By the expression on his face he was dead serious.

"You do?" When he nodded his head, a smile broke out on my face. "And I love you."

He cupped my face and brought my lips to his, placing a gentle kiss on them. "I want you to mark me. I'm ready," he stated, brushing his thumb over my lip. My eyes wandered over the base of his neck to the spot where he was supposed to be marked. I licked my lips as desire began to take over my body.

We made out for a bit before my lips trailed down his neck, sucking, biting, and licking. He moaned and entangled one of his hands in my hair, holding me against him.

"Autumn," he sighed, tilting his head back even further as I ran my tongue over his Adam's apple. When I reached the base of his neck, I felt my canines extending. Jax's body shivered when he felt my teeth, the fingers on my ass dug into my flesh. "Do it."

I opened my mouth and allowed the sharp tips of my teeth to pierce his skin, earring a grunt from him. The taste of copper touched my tongue as I licked the wound I created. Other emotions swirled around in my head, and I already began to feel closer to him, even though the mating process wasn't fully completed yet.

My back landed against the sheets as Jax looked over me, eyes darkening with lust. His hands reached for my pants and yanked them down, revealing a matching pair of lacy thongs. He touched the smooth skin of my thighs, moving ever so slightly towards a certain wet area.

I challenged him, spreading my legs wide open as I smirked up at him. A sigh escaped my lips when his fingers touched me from the outside of the cloth. Even though I had many boyfriends in the past, nothing had ever felt so good in my life. And he wasn't even directly touching me.

At this point, I felt beyond horny. I needed him. When his hand slid into my underwear, I moaned softly, squeezing my eyes closed as I relished the electrical feeling of the skin-on-skin contact. He pulled his hand out and stuck three fingers in his mouth before putting them back in. I almost came right then and there.

"Jax," I mumbled. "Please. I'm ready."

Jax nodded his head and pulled his hand away. He kicked his pants and boxers off, leaving him and all his glory bare before me. I copied him, sliding off my panties and then moved to take off my bra.

"No, let me," he said. He brushed my hair out of the way and unclasped the bra, dropping it on the floor next to the bed. He reached for one of my breasts , kneading it softly. With his other hand, he pushed me back gently.

Then he reached over to the table next to us and dug in the drawer. He pulled out a small package and opened it. Excitement bubbled in my stomach as I watched him slide the condom over his massive dick. While I was slightly worried he would be too big for me, I couldn't help wanting it.

"Are you ready?" he asked, hovering above me.

"I'm more than ready," I answered, cupping his face. He kissed me and moved his lips to my neck, preparing to mark me. While it hurt at first, it eventually evolved into pleasure. And fuck, did it feel amazing. All of him did.

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Thank you all so much for your wonderful, supportive comments. I wouldn't have finished this story if it wasn't for you guys. It took me years to complete it, and now it's finally done. You guys are awesome for sticking with me!

I've decided to do a spin-off of this story. It won't be a stand-alone and more of a short story. It will be about Kian and Theo :) I already have a lot of it written out and I know what I'm going to do with it. I also noticed that some over you wanted a story about the two. While it won't be a full story, I hope it will be enough for you guys.

Here's the cover I decided on using for it. Thank you guys again for reading my story ❤️❤️❤️