My Feral Lady Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Without it she had nothing

"I can not believe you!" 

"You can't believe me?" Sam snapped back. 

“How you talked to Kara!” Alex tried to restrain her voice for fear of potentially waking Ruby who through some form of miracle still had not awakened ye, but she was still yelling. 

“I don't want her in this house more than she has to be!” Sam hushed herself, knowing Alex would take great offense. 

“Please! Please tell me you aren't being serious!” 

“Alex! I told you, my priority is Ruby! Keeping my pup safe!” 

“Samantha! Tread carefully! That is my sister you are talking about!” 

“With her being-”

“Don't you dare say it!” Alex stormed up to her mate from across the room. 

“Why not!?” 

“You know damn well why!” 

“Why I can't say that she is-” 

“Don't!” Alex choked on the word, the tears she had been holding back all night began to well up and bead, falling down her face. 

“Alex…” Sam’s appetite for an argument died out instantly at the sight of her mate crying. 

“If I have to say it out loud… If I have to say it out loud, then it is real Samantha!” Alex stammered through the denial. 

“Ok, ok. You don't have to say it. It is ok. I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Sam repeated herself as she pulled Alex into her arms. 

“I… I just.” Alex whimpered and couldn't help but continue crying as Sam pulled her in, drawing the omega’s head directly towards her warm chest. “Sam.” Alex’s inhales were sharp, unsteady and desperate for air as it seemed to shoot back out just as soon as she tried to pull it in. 

“Breathe, breathe baby. You need air.” The alpha’s words regretfully did nothing. 

“I! I! I!” Alex’s hyperventilating grew worse as she felt herself becoming lightheaded. 

“No, no. Baby!” Sam could feel her mate leaning harder into her, clearly losing strength as her heart raced and her breath only continued to rush out of her before she could get any meaningful oxygen. 

Alex’s death grip had even begun to loosen on the hem of Sam’s shirt. 

“No! No! No! Don't you dare! Stay with me baby! Slow down! Please Alex!” Sam stammered, her fears growing to gargantuan unwieldy monsters, not unlike those which were still robbing the omega of her breath. 

“Can’t lose… Can't lose her.” Alex broke out in breathless cracks which were nearly inaudible. “Sam!” 

Sam did the only thing she could think of, kissing Alex, not for any reason other than an attempt to restart Alex’s breathing and allow it to regain any semblance of regularity. 

Somehow it worked! Even if that somehow was that Alex ignited in anger at the inopportune timing for a smooch. 

“There! Thank god you are breathing!” Sam sighed in relief. 

“Asshole.” Alex dropped her crying head into Sam’s shoulder. 

“Yeah yeah.” Sam rolled her eyes, patting the back of Alex’s neck gently, stroking her hand down in an offer of loving support. “We will figure something out. Everything will be ok.”

“You… you can't go yelling at her like that! Stressing and angering her will only make things worse!” Alex pulled at her alpha’s shirt for emphasis. 

"Ok." 

"We don't know what stressing her out like that will do to her! It could make her worse!" 

"Ok. Ok. I'm sorry." It didn't matter how Sam actually felt about that, especially right now. If it were a fight that needed to be had, it could wait for another day. Today however? Sam knew Alex needed her support, her love, and her promise that she would do whatever is best for Kara. 

“She cant.. She just can't-” Alex began to tumble back down that terrifying rabbit hole of never-ending anxiety and fear of what might happen. 

“She won't Alex. She won’t.” 

“B! B! But how do you know! There is no way to know that!”

“You wanna know how I know that?” Sam kissed at either of Alex’s temples. 

“Sam.” Alex sighed, doubting the alpha, presuming that it was just an act to stall for time; which it might have been.

“Because of you.” 

“Sam… stop playing around.” Alex huffed, pushing sam away halfheartedly. 

“I mean it.” 

“Sam!” Alex huffed tired and frustrated. 

“Yeah, yeah. I know I know. But really, really. I believe in you. You are the most determined and protective woman I have ever known. It is why I love you so much. I just know that somehow through Gayle, through Eve, though I don't know what! Somehow you are going to get your powers back, you are going to…” Sam bit her tongue. “You will keep Kara safe, and you are going to help us get Jess back and protect the wolves from this wolfsbane!” Sam pulled Alex back into her arms. “I believe in you love. Now, let’s get some sleep. Those wounds of yours are healing well, but they aren't done, and if you don't sleep they will never heal right, wolf healing or not.” 

Alex fell silent for a moment, speechless laying her head on Sam’s chest. 

“Alex?” Sam's voice hesitantly lead. 

"Yes love?" 

"Are you ready to go to bed baby?" 

Alex returned to her science, her head still resting on the alpha as they swayed gently together on their feet in the living room. 

"Alex." Sam's patience thinned clearly in her tone. 

"Uugh…"

"Alex!"

"I still have one thing I have to do before bed." Alex winced into her mate's chest. 

"And what exactly would that be?"

“I need to go talk to-” Alex didn't want to say it.

“I swear Alex, if you say-” Sam talked over her mate

“Gayle.” They finished together. 

“Aww! Alex! Please! It is too late!” 

“I have more questions for her.” 

“I have a feeling that isn't all.” 

“It isn't.” Alex admitted. 

“Alex, you promised me that you wouldn't practice your magic until you are healed.” Sam complained overly worried for her mate, simply wishing that Alex would forfeit and turn in, yield to the call for sleep and take care of herself so that she didn't have to constantly fear for her omega for even a solitary moment. 

“It’s not that. I’m not going to do that. Not at all. I promise.” Alex assured. 

It gave Sam somewhat of a sigh of relief, a small one, but a sigh of relief nonetheless. 

“I want to feed her.” 

“You wanna what?” Sam wasn't upset or worried, she was simply surprised. Why would Alex want to feed the vampire? This woman had threatened their family, sexually harassed Alex to an extent she was certain Alex did her absolute best to hide, but it still came out. “Why?”

“Because it doesn't matter what she has done… She told us what we wanted… what we needed to know! Without her our pack would be facing potential extinction.” 

“Yes, but!” Sam went to interject but Alex overruled and continued on. 

“She didn't fight us. She forfeited and gave herself in peacefully because she needed our help, and no matter what has happened… She deserves better than to be starved. I despise that we have her silvered, but there isn't much we can do about having her tied down in silver. If we untie her then she could hurt us, and I can't have that either. But I really hate how inhumane it is!” 

Sam chuckled lowly, upset that they couldn't simply go to bed, but awestruck at the downright iridescent heart of her mate, so full that she even hurt for those who harassed and threatened her. “Ok. you get the blood, I will drag her upstairs so that we don't wake Emma or Maxwell while you ask your questions and give her a midnight snack." Sam squeezed Alex. "But then after, can we please go to bed? Please? I can smell how stressed you are. How tired you are. I want you to rest." 

"Of course love. Thank you." Alex looked up and kissed her mate on the cheek. 

“What the hell are you doing down here!?” Gayle’s head shot up from her right hand, the burns at her lips and the sides of her mouth an all too detailed illustration of what she had been doing. 

“Trying to break out already?" The sight sparked an infuriating internal conflict in the alpha wolf. She hated the vampire! Despised the disgusting monster who had hurt her mate and threatened her family… but it was so hard to get mad at someone in so much pain and fear. For whatever reason, that terrified look in the vampire's eyes elicited every iota of sympathy in Sam's heart. Sam wished she could blame the vampire, that she had any form of a good argument as to why Gayle owed it to them to allow herself to be tied up in the searing silver like that. And after the talk they had all had without Kara? Yeah, she understood. No one wants to be a sputtering necromancer’s guinea pig pin cushion. 

“After tonight? Yeah, yeah, I am trying to break out!” Gayle huffed, spotting the hint of sympathy reflecting in Sam’s eyes. 

“Well just stop. You are never going to get through. I wrapped it all up and down your arms with knots on each loop. There is no chance you are getting out of those bonds. So all you are doing is burning your fangs.” Sam warned, walking behind the vampire and grabbing the chair at the sparse spots free of silver chains and began to roll the chair along up and out of the basement. 

“So what? I'm just gonna be Alex’s new Raggedy Ann?” 

“With what you've done to her?!” A solitary flame of anger flickered in the alpha just enough to overwrite the sympathy that still lingered in her before she calmed herself back down and reminded her wolf that this vampire had been helping them as of late. “She needs to learn to get her powers back if we are ever going to get Jess back.” 

“Yeah yeah. Just thought I would get a whole evening before she started breaking my bones just to fail at mending them.” Gayle complained as Sam pulled her in the chair up the stairs as quietly as she could as to attempt to avoid waking Emma and Maxwell. 

“That isn't what we are doing.”

“Then what is the point of dragging me out of the basement?” 

“Alex wanted to feed you, and after seeing that you are trying to escape, I don't much trust you down there with two sleeping pack members.”

“Wait? What?” Gayle was certain that her weak starvation driven mind was playing tricks on her. 

“Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth.” Sam warned. 

“I! I’m not, I’m just confused, surprised.” 

“She feels bad about leaving you chained down and starving after you helped us.”

“Thought you didn't believe me?” 

“Didn’t say that I did.” 

“But you are helping her?”

“Yes! Of course I am! She is my mate and I love her! Not to mention, I don't trust you in a room alone with her.” 

“Thought you said there was no way I was getting out of these chains?” 

Sam snarled, the balance of pity and disdain ever so tedious when it came to the vile but pitiful vampire. “Well I am actually capable of LOVE, and that can make me a little overprotective.” 

The vampire had no retort for that, staying silent as she was dragged up the last couple of stairs by the wolf. 

“Hey baby!” Alex’s voice was almost chipper at the sight of her beloved mate. She already had a sizable portion of blood prepared and set out for the captive. 

“Hey there love.” Sam set Gayle down and moved to Alex, giving her a quick hug, just wanting to feel her mate close, safe in her arms. 

“I thought you could use some food!” Alex perked up at a glimmer of hope that it might alleviate her feelings of guilt. 

Gayle needed that blood. Needed it desperately! It was the only singular thing on God's green earth that could finally soothe the sheer humanity which had been plaguing her since she had retreated into hiding and become so blood deprived. However despite any immeasurable desperation, but was it worth it if it meant soothing whatever guilt Alex might feel about using her as a training dummy. Caught and conflicted, the vampire attempted to retain a stone-faced partition between them and her conflicting thoughts. 

"I'm sorry." Alex knelt down, offering the bag's blood spout to the vampire. 

"So what? I drink just so that you have an excuse to fuck up my ankle even more?" 

"First off, that was a mistake. I didn't mean to. And second, I'm trying to honor our deal. I promised to feed you didn't I?"

Gayle glared, swapping the glower between the two wolves. "I wasn't under the impression either of you were honoring that deal anymore." 

"We still need to prove what you told us is accurate. On both accounts." Sam defended for Alex. 

"So? After you know it is the wolfsbane doing this you will finally let me go? With the blood." 

"If you want. Sure?" Alex offered the spout to the vampire once more. 

"Why the hell wouldn't I want?" Gayle forfeited, taking the spout to her lips and sucking on it, feeling the pain dull at least a little at the dark delight on her tongue. Finally, the searing of her flesh dulled and melted away… but for some reason, the stale blood didn't do nearly enough for anything other than her physical anguish. 

"As long as Eve is in power… you won't truly be free. And our pack won't be either." 

"Are you really trying to talk me into another deal already, even right after both you and your mate have threatened to ignore the last one?" 

"You don't have many options." Alex warned gently. 

Gayle huffed frustrated but more than aware of the corner she was in. "So you are proposing what exactly?"

"That if you want to help… you are welcome to stay with us." 

Sam growled, unappreciative of the invitation extended in part also on her behalf without consideration to get her opinion. 

"She doesn't seem to like that plan." Gayle pointed out.

"It isn't like we couldn't use your help." Sam forced herself to say something positive in order to avoid contradicting her mate. 

“Do you actually have any plans?” 

“I have one… But it isn't much to go off of.”

“Well, why don't you share with the class, Ms. Danvers?” Gayle offered, a semblance of a buzz finally kicking in and easing her mind enough to return to some semblance of her former self. 

“Something has been rattling around my head for quite a while now… something Eve said. She mentioned there being others with similar powers to mine. Maybe there are some other witches who have found a different way to bridge that barrier?"

"Alex, baby,  What are you saying? You think there are just casually more necromancer's?" 

"I don't know. But it seemed off before… like it was a bluff. But it doesn't make much sense as a bluff. My ancestors before me figured it out. Who's to say that no one else could." Alex shrugged off. 

"Umm hundreds of years of it having never happened again and being explicitly forbidden and any actual real witch even looking into the subject being immediately murdered by vampires." Sam answered. 

"She's right." The two words stole both of the wolves attention. Both of their heads snapped directly to Gayle, needing to know who the vampire was agreeing with. Their eyes then drifted down to the two index fingers pointed to the omega wolf. "I don't know much about it. That was something she didn't like to share information on. She had plans to expand her reach, and she did have a backup plan for if you didn't want to assist her. But… we all know how that went, now don't we?" 

"A real barrel of laughs that was yeah." Sam agreed sarcastically. 

"So. What do we know about these other potential necromancers?" Alex turned the tide of the conversation back to something productive. 

"I know they live up in Boston. Just south of the city. It's quite the drive but if you drive like she did, it's only about four hours. I don't know where tho. That was the most I ever got out of her."

"Boston." Alex nodded, the blood bag she had offered nearing completely drained. 

“It’s not much.” 

“But it is something.” She corrected her mate. 

“Wow, I am just so excited to bet my life on ‘but it is something’. Seems like a great plan guys.” Gayle wasn't just joking to be a cunt for once, she was actually scared, she needed that joke to hide behind, because without it? Without it she had nothing. 

End of Chapter 13