Author: Bandit-Leigh PM
Alexandra, the Russian snow tiger is in a pickle when she mates with Sasha, but what about Kyle, and her love for him as well... And what of her strange half-brother Knox? Her life drastically changes when some information is disclosed about her past, present, and her family. OC'sRated: Fiction T - English - Kyle P. - Chapters: 11 - Words: 12,943 - Favs: 2 - Follows: 2 - Updated: 08-24-12 - Published: 07-10-12 - Status: Complete - id: 8305001
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(This is the end….. Beautiful friends, the end.- The Doors, but seriously, this is the final chapter in this story, I will be writing a sequel, that will hopefully be better than the original. Review, and tell me whatcha think! J)
I woke after what felt like four, maybe five years. Most of the aches and pains have subsided, to dull throbs. I moved my hands slowly over my body, I felt the rough scars that covered every few inches of my exposed skin. My heart sank, but at least I was alive. I rolled over, and happily discovered I was in my own bed. I looked at my hand, and noticed that the faulty mating mark was gone. I felt my eyes sting, not from being forced open this time, from the pain that came with knowing that I still had to look for my one true love.. And that hurts. I stifled back my tears, only to be startled by two soft knocks on my bedroom door. I sat up as comfortably, and keep the blanket covering my nakedness.
"Co..Come in." I croaked, and I cringed at how hoarse and weak I sounded. Kyle came in, holding a tray with a bowl of steaming something, and a glass of orange juice, and water.
"Hey, Alex, how're you feeling?" He asked, and placed the tray delicately over my lap. I saw that the bowl contained some soup. Chicken noodle, from the smell. I fumbled, trying to pick up the spoon. Frustrated, I gave up. Kyle gave me a kind smile, and picked up the spoon.
"I feel like the most wonderful piece of smelly shit." I whispered, I watched as he dipped the spoon in the soup, and then brought it up to my lips. I accepted the soup from the spoon, but I didn't enjoy being fed.
"You look wonderful." He smiled, as he brought a few more spoonfuls to my lips, I rolled my eyes, and quietly ate what he fed me.
"How…. Are you doing… emotion wise..?" He whispered, his eyes still held that kind, worried, glow. I looked away from him, and I fought back the tears. My only answer was, to lift up my hands, and show him the blank, empty palms.
"Oh, honey…" He whispered and leaned over to kiss my forehead. I took deep breaths to keep myself from crying. I looked up at Kyle.
"Thanks Kyle. I mean that…" I whispered, and he nodded, and sat down looking at me. I looked at the reminates of my soup, and I didn't feel like eating anymore.
"Would you mind moving..?" I gestured to the tray on my lap, and he moved. I groaned in pain, and laid down once more, slightly dizzy from the strain. I cursed myself, I hated being this weak.
"I'm going to bring this downstairs, and I'll be back in a flash." He said. I nodded, my eyes drooping shut. I was asleep before he even got back.
I was lying next to Sasha, our naked bodies were still linked together. I smiled, and enjoyed the small surges of power that were currently flowing through me. His hand was resting on my cheek, and mine was on his.
"Katyana…." He whispered my name, and I looked up at him.
"Hm?" I asked, as I gently stroked his feather light hair. He chuckled, and patted my cheek.
"Nothing, I just like the sound of your name on my lips." He smiled, and I smiled back at him. I enjoyed the time I was spending with Sasha, but there were tendrils of unease growing in my stomach. I frowned, and realized what was going on. I had betrayed my sister…
"What's the matter love?" Sasha asked, as he dressed. I sat up, and looked at him.
"Yeah…. Do you realize what happened? My sister love… loves you, and I slept with you, because I have the same feelings and I.." My words were cut off by an intense pain on my left hand. I stared at it. It was my mating mark. I looked up at Sasha, who was looking at his palm as well. This was a real mate, not Noir's trickery.
"Oh, gods…. What are we going to tell my sister?" I asked, trembling. I got out of bed, and walked over to him. He grabbed my arms, and looked me straight in the face.
"We don't tell her, at least not right now. She's in a very delicate situation, especially since what happened with Noir. We'll tell her… Just, let's wait awhile…" Sasha said. I didn't like his idea, but it was the best one at hand. I nodded slowly, and then went to put on some clothes.
-Four weeks later-
It's been four weeks since I came back from Azmodea. My injuries have healed, but the scars still remained, and I wore more clothes than usual, trying to hide them. I worked at the bar more than anyone else. I was avoiding sleeping. I was suffering from worse nightmares than before. Only now I knew that they were real. My thoughts were interrupted, when I felt a hand on the small of my back. I jumped, and spun out of the way.
"I'm sorry, Kitten." Colt apologized, as he picked up a bar towel and began helping me with my shift.
"I can handle it.." I whispered. I hardly spoke anymore, I was scared of my own shadow. Noir broke something in me. Colt looked over at me, and he was trying to hide the pain in his eyes.
"No, I'm taking over." He demanded, and I sighed. There was no use fighting him on this. I handed him my towel.
"I'm… Going to go do inventory then.." I whispered, and picked up the clipboard, and walked to the storage cupboard. I went to open the door, and it was locked. I sighed, and went for my keys. I slid the key for the door in the lock, and opened it, and I dropped my clipboard. I couldn't believe what I saw. It was my sister, and Sasha, in the middle of… I couldn't even think it… Every nerve in my body went numb.
"Sa… Sasha… Katyana? Wha..?" I couldn't even form a proper sentence. I felt the nervous tremor start in my hands, I never had one until that time with Noir, but now it happened every time I was upset, nervous, hell, it was there all the time. Sasha stood up, and they both fumbled to get their clothes together.
"Alex, I can explain." Sasha said, reaching towards me, but I jerked away from the approach of his hand.
"Don't touch me. I figured there was something up with you two. You were… too close, and now… Why didn't you just tell me?" I spoke through my teeth, the words clipped like barbed wire. Sasha and Katyana looked guilty, and held up their hands, and I saw the mating mark. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and counted to ten.
"Alex..?" I heard Katyana ask, and I looked at her, shooting icy daggers of pure betrayal.
"You guys are mated, and you let me…" I paused, trying to control my temper. "No. No, I won't let this…." I felt the tears slip out from underneath my eyelashes. The first tears I had shed in weeks.
"Alex, please try to understand…" Sasha started. I looked up at him, unable to control my emotions any longer.
"NO! I don't want to hear this anymore! Leave me alone!" I sobbed, and screamed, the pain and sadness overwhelmed me. I crumpled to the floor, in a sobbing, shaking, scared mass… My world was slipping away.
It was a few hours later, and I woke up, clinging to the dark tshirt, and warmth of Colt. I started to move, and I found that I was still shaking uncontrollably.
"Shh, don't try to move Kitten. I've got you." He whispered, and I looked up at him.
"Colt… They…. Oh my gods…" I whispered. He shushed me more, and rubbed my back gently, trying to calm my tremors. I moved onto his lap, and placed my head on the base of his throat.
"Thank you…" I whispered, and he wrapped his arms tighter around me.
"Don't worry, Kitten. I'm here for you…" He whispered, and kissed the top of my head. I smiled, and clung to him, I would decide what to do with Katyana and Sasha later, for now, I was going to enjoy the moment of safety.
I walked away from Colt and my sister, that horrible feeling in my stomach was back, only it was increased by tenfold. I walked outside, and walked out of hearing range of anyone at Sanctuary. I knew my phone was going to ring, and it rang at the precise second of midnight. I flipped it open, and pressed it to my ear.
"Everything ready, my daughter?" Noir's voice echoed through the ear piece. I took a deep breath,
"Yes father. I… Don't want to have any part of this.." I mumbled, trying to make sure that I didn't sound scared. Noir laughed.
"Oh, sweetheart, you won't be…. I know you've mated, and I don't want the were-hunters." He laughed, and I repressed a sigh, making sure to not make myself sound weak. My father's laugh ended, and his voice had become serious.
"The war on the Dark-Hunters hs begun.."