chapter 139 Thirty-Seven

Evelyn's POV

I awoke to heat, of all the times to wake up in heat when I wanted nothing to do with them was

torture. My skin coated in sweat, my hair damp and sticking to my face and my stomach tightening

as arousal washes over me. Sitting upright in the bed, I toss the blanket off. My skin burning and my

core pulsating. Ryland pulling me against him when Orion walks in from downstairs his eyes

darkening as I struggle to get out of Ryland's hold. Thaddeus tossing and turning next to me,

arousal flooding the bond before I hear Thaddeus growls but hasn't woken yet.

Desire coursing through me but I force it away. No way was I letting them touch me. I push

against them wanting their hands off me, their touch making me react to them and I can’t help but

moan at the feel of their skin on mine as they reach for me in their sleep.

Orion walks over placing his hand on my head, and I had to fight with myself not to lean into

his touch.

“You're burning up, you're in heat again” he says a concerned look on his face as his eyes dart

to Thaddeus next to me. I don’t even remember them coming to bed, I only remember Ryland

being in the bed with me before I fell asleep.

“I know, help me get off the bed,” I snap at him. I needed to get out of this bed before either of

them woke up, but it was too late. Ryland's head whipped to the side his eyes opening before he

grabs me pushing me on my back.

“Get off me,” I scream. His arousal making it so much harder to fight my own. He reluctantly

moves allowing me up and I crawl over the top of him. His hands gripping my hips as I straddle him,

but I force his hands away before running to the bathroom. Orion following me and I don't even get

undressed just turn the shower on, jumping under the cold water just as pain washes over me

making me double over.

Orion and Ryland walk in before opening the shower screen door.

“Get away from me,” I snap at them, slamming the door shut as I try to breathe through the

pain washing over me. Everything in me telling me to go to them but for once my mind was clear. I

would rather drop dead then give into the mate bond.

No matter how cold the water was, it didn't ease the heat rushing through me. The pain was all

I could focus on, yet the antidote sat on the other side of the shower. But I won't give in, that's what

they want some submissive plaything to order around, I just hoped Thaddeus didn’t wake up, but

that hope was short lived when I hear him growl and I notice Ryland spin around, blocking the door.

Thaddeus shoving past him before he stops opening the shower screen wider and I am forced to

my knees when pain rolls over me again.

Why was this so painful yet arousing at the same time. Longing filled me, and Thaddeus

reached down gripping my shoulder a moan leaving my lips at his touch.

“She is in heat, why is she in here?” he asks.

“Because I don't want you touching me,” I spat at him through gritted teeth. Thaddeus growls

and I could feel his arousal through the bond only getting stronger as he takes a deep breath in

“You would rather be in pain then let us help you?” he asks curiously. Was he mentally

challenged who in their right mind would want anything to with him after what he did?

“Not like pain isn't something I am not used to, Thaddeus. Now get out all of you,” I scream as I

feel stabbing pain move between my legs and I scream before forcing myself to breathe through it.

“Evelyn,” Thaddeus says becoming angry before being cut off by Orion.

“You can't force her, Thaddeus.”

“I will if I have to,” Thaddeus snaps at him. “Evelyn” Thaddeus goes but I cut him off.

“You are no better than Derrick if you do,” I tell him. I find myself lifted and slammed against

the wall of the shower. His hands on my skin making me tremble as they burned into my skin desire

coursing through me. I wanted to touch him, wanted him to touch me yet I hated him.

“I am nothing like that piece of shit. How could you say that?” he growls next my ear.

“Derrick?” Orion questions.

“The man who raped her,” Thaddeus growls back at him, his grip tightening on me.

“You're right, nothing like him. You have never forced me to do anything against my will, right?

How dare I compare you to the monster that tortured me for a year. You're nothing alike right

because what you are my mate, that's your right? Your entitled to what you please with me?” I ask.

Thaddeus lets go and I crumble to the floor, pain hitting me as soon as he let go. I was almost

tempted to grab him just to ease it as it rolled back over me.

“I am not like him, I wouldn't do that,” Thaddeus said taking a step back, his clothes were

drenched from the shower and I could feel his hurt through the bond at being compared to him.

How couldn't he see they weren't much different? What he was doing was taking my control just

like Derrick did, forcing me to do what he pleases. The only difference was it was worse because

Thaddeus was supposed to be my mate, supposed to love and protect me but all he has done for

the last day is torture me because I did something he didn't like. How was that any different?

Thaddeus storms out of the bathroom and I let out a breath of relief before shuddering as

another wave washes over me, making my toes curl in pleasure and scream in pain at the same

time. Such a strange sensation it was agony, a form of torment on its own. I was not only being

brutalized by him but myself for not giving in. But this was my choice, a choice I wanted, and I could

bare it because it was my choice not to give in.

Ryland steps in the shower making my eyes snap to his.

“I'm not going to do anything, I promise,” he says through gritted teeth as he sits on the

shower floor becoming drenched by the cold water.

“You don't need to be in pain though,” he says removing his shirt and dumping it on the floor

before opening his arms up. I glare at him, but he puts his hands up in surrender.

“I know you don’t want us touching you, Evelyn, but it will ease the pain. I have control I

promise,” he says reaching for me. He grips my arms but waits for me to move not forcing me. His

hands instantly giving me relief making me let out the breath I was holding and my body relaxing

slightly. I crawl onto him resting my head against his chest. Orion tugs on my shirt and I slap his

hand away.

“It will help, Evelyn, skin to skin” he says, and I let him tug it off over my head. It does help,

Ryland’s warm chest against mine helping and I wriggle my hips arousal flooding through me, and I

can feel the bulge in his pants underneath me.

Ryland growls and I go to get off when he pulls me against him.

“I'am fine, I can keep my pants on,” he says. Though I could feel through the bond he wanted

nothing more than to remove them and sink himself into my throbbing my heat.

My heat lasted hours, longer than before because I refused to ease it. Ryland remain rigid

underneath me keeping his word and not touching me. I could hear Thaddeus pacing in the

bedroom, feel his hunger and desire through the bond but he never stepped foot back in the

bathroom fighting with himself. My words cut him deeply and I could feel guilt through the bond,

but he was too stubborn to admit his guilt.

I could tell they were all in pain and just as uncomfortable as I was. I wasn't sure how I survived

it, it was torture especially knowing they could stop it, but they respected my wishes and didn't

push me, instead just watching me, Ryland still as a statue beneath me, his hands clenched tight at

his side. Eventually the pain becomes too much, and I pass out. Welcoming the darkness as it

consumes me, I survived the heat but for how long till it comes back I was unsure. One thing I was

aware of though was that I was stronger at resisting the bond then I thought, because the entire

time I wanted to give in, wanted it to end but I didn't break, the heat didn't break me.