Chapter 29: Healing My Mate

POV Isabella

I stood in a corner, watching the doctors and nurses attending to my Mate. He received saline, and the doctor implored me to get in bed with him. He said my body warmth would help him recover faster. When I got into bed, my unconscious Mate felt like ice. The doctor said it had to be a slow thawing because his extremities could be broken off due to how stiff and icy his body was. I lay beside him, talking to him. I begged him to get better soon, and I reflected on how many years this man had loved me. I do not think I could live without my Mate now that I know who he was. He wouldn't have to suffer like this if he had more patience and waited for my return. I blame myself totally for what happened to him. I was plagued with an intense urgency to leave the others, but I battled mentally with it for a long while before letting Sophia know about my decision to leave the quest. I wished I was more in tune with my Mate and our mind-link was stronger.

I did not want to update my sister about this because she would also blame herself. We were two peas in a pod for real. Hours passed as I lay there with Ian, and he had not awoken. The nurse came and gave him more nourishment in his saline. By this time, he had already taken five bottles of saline. By twelve the next day, the frosty white on his face was changing to bluish-red, and I knew he was warming. The kind nurses brought me soup so I could sustain my energy. I drank some soup and waited.

I tried to mind-link Sophia, but my mind was perplexed. I was so distraught by my Mate's condition I could not concentrate on the link.

Sophia reached out to me. I heard her whisper. Sister, are you okay?" I was honest as always and told her I was not. I explained to her what happened to Ian and that he was still in intensive care. She said I should care for him when I heard a growl. She said she had to go. I wish I could help her with whatever she was facing. I felt pulled in two different poles. The love of my life needs me, and so does my sister. Ian has no one in France but me, so I had to stay with him. Sophia had Douglas and Vincent with her and will be okay with her superpowers and the Talisman.

I do not know when I slept, but I saw Ian's face become pink the following day, and I knew he was recovering faster. I decided to go under the blanket and give him a human blanket. I wrapped my arms around him and lay on him. I knew the moment his blood started flowing as I felt it, and I grinned even though he was unconscious; his member was up, poking my belly. I removed my body from his and gave his hands a massage and then his torso and moved to his legs. He was becoming pink all over. When the nurses came in to check on him, they were pleased to see his colour change. As my palms were touching him, I could feel a tingling penetrating his body and the rose-pink glow flowing all around him. My glow was extended to him. I wondered if my powers were healing him and if he were getting a portion of my powers, but only time would tell.

The next day, he was fully recovered; his complexion was fully restored, but he was still unconscious. I took the time to call my brother and report on Ian. He told me that Ian had arrived in Paris and driven straight to the cave. He did not check in with the Paris Alpha, so they had no clue he was there. I asked my brother to inform Alpha Brian, the leadership, and Ian's mom. I called the Paris Alpha and told him that Ian was my Fated Mate and had come to Paris to find me because he was worried about me. Alpha said not to worry; when he was better, they would chat. The doctor came to see him and said they had to wait to see if his brain cells were affected in any way because he had been in the cold for so long.

I was on the bed caressing him and talking to him when his eyes opened, and he looked at me and smiled. He said, "Isabella! you came for me." I kissed him and told him how much I missed him. The doctor said he needed to observe him for two more days, and then they discharged him. I was becoming irritated with this room, which was so cold and smelled of cleaning agents. When everything checked out fine, there were no broken fingers or toes, no frostbitten toes, nose or fingers.

Ian was discharged, and I took him to my apartment. He said it was terrific and sat looking at various photographs of Sophia and me. He said the only difference was our hair colour. I told him yes that we always had fun tricking people. He said that he could see that happening. He told me about his dreams as he explained his encounters. They were very accurate in describing what was occurring to us. He said those dreams haunted him, and he was more exhausted every morning than when he slept. He booked his flight to Paris when he could no longer stand it. When he arrived here, he couldn't find me, so he used the information from the dream to follow us.

When he got to the cave, he was blocked from entering. A force kept him out. He hollered at it and told it his Mate was trapped inside, but it would not budge. Then suddenly, a being so large charged him and knocked him out. The next thing he remembered was waking up beside me in the hospital. I looked at him, and all I could say was wow!

I asked him what he wanted to eat. I told him that duck liver was what he needed now to regain his strength. He turned his nose at it, but I ordered it and told him it was stew. He ate it without knowing what it was and said to them that it was delicious. I smiled and nodded. We got a taxi and went home. He hugged me as we lay on the Sofa watching a British comedy channel on the television.

What happened next was no surprise.

My Beloved Readers,

Beta Ian lies unconscious in the hospital. Let us see what challenges await our Beta Ian. Read to find out.

Love always,

Your Author.