The Alphas' Bliss

The Alphas' Bliss by G.J. Cox Read Free Book Online

Book: The Alphas' Bliss by G.J. Cox Read Free Book Online
Authors: G.J. Cox
a fucking idiot. I wanted to kick my own ass. Why the fuck did I say anything about not wanting a mate? Like that wasn’t going to hurt her? I could feel the pain radiating off her and even now I knew she was in the shower crying. How do I make this right? Jesus, when I fuck up, I fuck up royally! Pun intended.
    I got out of bed and pulled on a pair of drawstring cotton pants. I picked up the phone near the bed, calling down to the kitchen for food. Just as I hung up I heard the retching. I immediately went to the bathroom and walked in to find Bliss wrapped in a towel bent over the toilet. I grabbed her long hair and held it back while she emptied the contents of her stomach. I could sense the pain radiating through her. More transition symptoms. When would her transition hit and be over? I wasn’t sure her body could withstand many more of these episodes.
    “I’ve got you baby,” I told her as I rubbed her back.
    “Just leave me,” she murmured resting her head on the seat.
    I reached over to the sink and wet a washcloth. I wrung it out and brought it to her forehead. She sighed when the cool material hit her skin. We sat there for a few minutes without her emptying her stomach any further.
    “Can you stand?” I asked holding my hand out to her. She nodded and slowly climbed to her feet by taking my hand. She was shaking and looked worn out.
    “I need to brush my teeth,” she murmured shuffling over to the double sinks. She made quick work of cleaning her teeth then turned to me. I didn’t even give her the option of walking. I just picked her up and carried her back to bed. I laid her against the pillows, pulling the sheet over her. I picked up the phone calling back down to the kitchen to order her some dry toast and ginger ale.
    She groaned and curled into herself, sweat breaking out on her temples. I bit into my wrist, then put it to her lips. She didn’t hesitate to take what I was offering. Her body soon began to relax as the pain subsided. She pulled away from my wrist, licking at the wound I’d made. Surprisingly enough, the tears closed up quickly. She had the agent in her saliva like all vampires, after all.
    “Thank you Micha.”
    I leaned in, kissed her forehead then sat next to her on the bed. She wouldn’t look at me. She kept her eyes downcast. “Look at me Bliss.”
    She was slow to comply but she finally looked me in the eye. “I’m your mate. It’s my job, no, my privilege to feed you. You never have to thank me for that.” I ran my thumb against her cheek, caressing her. She leaned into my hand and closed her eyes. “How is the pain now?”
    She opened her eyes, taking a moment to answer. “Better. Not completely gone, but better. It doesn’t feel like my insides are being twisted anymore.”
    “That’s good. We need to get into the habit of feeding you every few hours. It might help alleviate some of the worse symptoms of the transition. Do you get any forewarning that the symptoms are about to start?”
    She shook her head. “No, it’s always like a punch in the gut. It just hits me all at once.”
    We both turned at the knock on our bedroom door. I got up to open the door. Lucy was standing there with her doctor’s bag and a grim expression on her face.
    “I came to check on Bliss. I waited till you ordered food, and I followed it up. Can I see her?” she asked.
    I opened the door wider so she could see Bliss sitting up in bed. “Good timing doc. She just had severe retching and pain. I gave her some blood. She’s feeling a little better now.”
    Lucy walked into the room and went straight to the bed. She immediately touched Bliss’ forehead and listened to her heart. “No fever, heart rate is good.”
    She pulled away from Bliss, putting her things back in that black bag she carried. She turned to me, then back to Bliss. “I got the results back from your blood work,” she started.
    “And?” I asked a little impatiently.
    Lucy sighed. “There are some anomalies.

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