Ash's POV
I suspect there's a problem when I wake up to see Thor staring blankly at his laptop with his hand frozen over the keyboard. Even though he happily smiled at me when he saw I was awake, I could tell from the worried lines etched on his forehead that all was not well.
Doctor Anders arrived to check up on me and my suspicion became stronger when I saw the secret look they shared after the check-up was done. They thought I wasn't paying attention but I saw everything. The doctor clearly looked anxious as he questioned me while Thor looked worried.
When the doctor came to speak with Thor the second time, I was so curious to find out what the problem was to the extent I was tempted to come out of the bathroom and listen in on their conversation but the thought and embarrassment of being caught in the act held me back.
My suspicion was further confirmed before we had dinner when I saw the way I was greeted and hugged, plus the strange look on their faces... Could that be fear? Am I sick with some terminal disease? Was that what they were keeping from me? Why Thor is looking so worried?
It was when Thor said he wanted to talk to me after dinner that I got my final confirmation. Something was definitely wrong and I had to let him know that I knew
"I sensed you were worried about something when we sat down to eat earlier. I don't even need to see your countenance, I felt your uneasiness in my heart." I say and he just nods in reply
I waited for him to say something but it seems he isn't ready to talk yet.
"Babe?" I impatiently call for his attention. I can't take his silence anymore even if it's just been seconds.
"Yeah..." He replies this time and finally looks in my direction.
"I want to know, how bad is whatever it is you want to talk to me about? I thought you were good at hiding your emotions but look at you now. I can easily see from your countenance that this is bad and it's scaring me. Just tell me how bad it is. Truthfully."
He doesn't answer me immediately. He looks away again to take in a deep breath before letting it out slowly. Then he directs his gaze back at me
"It's so bad, you threatened to reject me as your mate."
I stop walking to look at him in disbelief.
"What!? I threatened to reject you!? B–but why!?..." I ask. My heart suddenly feels as if something heavy is weighing it down.
Why did I threaten to reject my one true mate? What could he have done that would make me want to go to that extent!? When did that happen and why couldn't I remember the incident?
"What happened? When did this happen?" I ask
"It was before you became unconscious." He replies
"Before I became unconscious!?..." I repeat in confusion. "But I clearly remember what happened before I became unconscious. We didn't have any disagreement. We did not fight so why would I threaten to reject you!?
I remember what happened quite well– it was my 22nd birthday. We had a lot of people over and everyone was having a good time. You came to inform me, Martha said Axel needed to be fed but we decided to sneak to our bedroom for some time alone instead.
Then I saw a woman that really got me upset. I– I couldn't remember who it was that I saw, I remember I didn't like her. My wolf wanted to come out to harm this person, since I couldn't control my wolf, you tried to calm me down like you always do but nothing was working. Then I blacked out... I've never been unconscious for this long. When..." I stop mid-sentence when I see the look on his face.
"Isn't that what happened?" I ask with a sinking feeling in my stomach.
Instead of answering my question, he looks downward. My mate is the strongest werewolf that I've ever met yet I hear his heart beating wildly with fear. Fear of what exactly? I wonder
Even though I'm panicking inside, I try to remain calm. At least now I know this isn't about me dying untimely. Then what could it be!? Could it be our son? Did something happen to our baby on the day of my birthday!?
No, it couldn't be! They wouldn't be all dressed up for dinner if something bad happened to our child. They wouldn't be in a celebratory mood if that was the case...
Why am I even guessing when my mate is standing right before me? Aren't we here to talk?... So why isn't he talking!?
My heart aches to see him so dispirited. I step closer and wrap my arms around his waist to assure him. Whatever it is, we'll get through it together. He also put his arms around my shoulders and we hugged each other tightly.
The thumping of his heart is louder this way, assuring me how much he loves me and how fearful he is of losing me.
"Babe?" I call softly
He sighs loudly before answering me.
"Yes, baby"
"Even though I can't remember who I saw that day. What happened after I blacked out to make me threaten to reject you? Whatever it is–" I pause briefly, closing my eyes to consider whether what I'm about to say is the right thing. Whether I should first hear him out before I make any promises
I've known Thor, my mate, and husband long enough to understand the kind of person he is. I know for a fact that even though he most times comes across to people as cold and aloof, he loves me and would die first before he would deliberately hurt me or our son.
I also love him so much and don't want to imagine my life without him in it. I don't even wish to spend a day away from him. Even though I know he must have done something grave for him to look so demoralized, I'm sure our love for each other is stronger than whatever problems we're going through at the moment.
"Look at me, Thor..." He raises his head and I slightly pull away from him to be able to properly look him in the eyes.
"We made a vow, remember? We made a vow to love and cherish each other, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, until we are parted by death. Whatever it is Thor, No matter how grievous what you did was, I love you and I promise I won't leave you. I will not back out of my vows to you. Not now, not ever!''
"Are you sure about this?.." He asks, his shaky voice barely a whisper and I firmly nod in assurance. I have no doubt in my mind.
He nods too. His adam's apple bobs as he swallows dryly
"Even though I don't wish to put you in a difficult situation, the fact still remains that you're my fated mate. I love you more than life itself and I'm as good as dead if you ever leave me, do you understand me?"
"Yes, I do! I love you too, so much and I won't ever leave you. It's impossible. We're each other's one true mate, remember? Unless we're separated by death then we're stuck together! I must have been crazy when I thought I could live without you and..."
He doesn't allow me to finish my sentence before he presses his mouth to mine and kisses me so passionately my knees become weak. When the kiss ends, he takes my hand and walks me over to the bleachers where we sit.
''Babe, all the questions Anders asked you are for a reason. Let me first let you know that you're not twenty-two yet. You're actually eighteen years old."
I frown in confusion. How can that be possible? I clearly remember what happened before I blacked out.
"What are you talking about? How is that possible?..."
"Something happened to us that got you so traumatized you lumped the present and what will happen in the future together..."
"Huh?..."
"Yes... According to the Seer and Anders, because of this traumatic experience, Moon goddess showed you a vision of our future together, and even though you're awake right now, you're still living in your dream world. I didn't believe this at first until you're able to recognize my Dad and Uncles that you've never..."
"What traumatic experience?..." I ask impatiently, cutting him off mid-sentence since I can't make sense out of all he's been saying so far. Maybe knowing the trauma I suffered would help me understand better.
~•Author's note•~
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