Chapter 13: ; Pass Out

Cheska gently opened her eyes and looked around, feeling confused about her surroundings. "Where am I?" she wondered aloud as she slowly got up from the unfamiliar bed. As she took in her surroundings, she realized that she wasn't in her own room. "What is going on?" she asked herself, her mind racing.

Suddenly, memories flooded her mind and she remembered the last thing she could recall - she was with Matthew De Silva in the forest. The scene played out in her head, and she gasped as she remembered what had happened next.

"Dear Lord! Did I--" Cheska trailed off, her mind unable to fully comprehend what she was thinking. She quickly checked herself over, scanning her skin for any signs of bite marks from Matthew. Not satisfied with just a visual inspection, she rushed to the bathroom and looked at her reflection in the mirror.

"Thankfully, Matthew didn't mark me!" Cheska murmured, relieved to see that her skin was unblemished.

[Knock on the door,]

"Hey, how are you?" Cheska's mother asked with a gentle and concerned tone as she approached her daughter.

"I'm sorry for causing you trouble again, Mom," Cheska muttered apologetically.

Cheska couldn't see anything after she lost consciousness, just a hazy darkness. Still, she was sure her mother got worried again because Matthew brought her back unconscious.

As Cheska's mother held her hand, Cheska saw the warmth and understanding in her mother's eyes, and she smiled.

"Would you like to consult a doctor? It's better to find out what's causing you to faint so often," Cheska's mother suggested with concern.

Cheska took a deep breath, trying to commit her mother's advice to memory. It had been two years since her health problem began, yet she had been oblivious to the issue since she felt no different. However, as time went on, she often lost consciousness, particularly when she was scared or too excited.

"Mom, did Matthew De Silva tell you what happened after I lost consciousness and how long it took?" Cheska asked.

Her mother nodded. "He didn't give the details, but Matthew De Silva said something was not right with you."

Cheska combed her fingers through her hair. "Where is he? I need to talk to him first before I decide on my next step."

"It would be best to talk to Matthew De Silva tomorrow since it's already midnight," Cheska's mother suggested.

"Midnight? Did I sleep for a couple of hours? Why do I still feel tired?" Cheska muttered to herself while nodding in agreement with her mother's suggestion.

Cheska's mother got up while Cheska went to bed.

"Goodnight, sweetie, and try not to think too much. Everything will be fine," her mother said as she arranged her blanket.

"Good night, Mom, and thank you," Cheska replied with a half-smile on her lips before closing her eyes.

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Cheska could feel her mind still racing, even though it had been a couple of minutes since her mother left.

She had been so overwhelmed by depression that the last time she lost consciousness, it had taken her days to come back to reality. Cheska had been humiliated by the girls at school for a couple of days, and it had been weighing heavily on her.

"Earlier, I felt anxious when he was intimate with me," Cheska whispered to herself while reminiscing about the event.

[FLASHBACK]

"I want to mark you so badly... But I want to do it with your consent, so give me your permission..." Matthew whispered while rubbing his thumb on her lip.

"We can't do this... we are siblings! We should reject each other so we can have a second mate who is more acceptable to everyone," Cheska responded, holding his hand.

"No way. How many months has it been since I started searching for my mate? We first encountered our partners at sixteen, yet with the two of us, it wasn't meant to be. So there may be no second mate for both of us, and I don't want to be alone for the rest of my life," Matthew firmly remarked.

Cheska couldn't think of an argument to challenge what Matthew said because she knew he was right. And because of this problem, she felt her chest tighten.

"Cheska Macbride, my power over you will grow when you become a member of my pack," Matthew teasingly added before pulling her into his arms.

Cheska tried to speak up, but Matthew De Silva was too quick, and she didn't get the chance. He kissed her with a desperate intensity, and Cheska was powerless to resist.

His tongue eagerly met hers and she couldn't resist wrapping her hands around his neck to deepen the kiss even more.

But then, a voice inside her head interrupted her blissful moment with Matthew, reminding her that her behavior didn't reflect her words. If she continued, she wouldn't be able to tear herself away until it was over.

Despite the warning, the insatiable craving inside her was too powerful to deny, especially as Matthew's hand stroked her back and then ventured down to her thigh, slowly climbing up to enter her blouse.

"Does my touch arouse you, Cheska?" Matthew asked, his hand now playing with her breasts.

She wanted to resist, but her mind went blank, especially when his finger rubbed her nipple.

"Matthew...ah..."

"When you respond like that, it makes me want to touch you even more," Matthew gasped as his finger circled her nipple and then massaged her breast.

She no longer knew how Matthew had taken off her blouse, but all she could feel was the crawling of his hot lips down to her breast. Her body arched with pleasure, but her mind was still resisting the satisfaction that Matthew was causing her.

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"Damn it! I can't wait until morning. I need to talk to Matthew about what happened when I suddenly fainted in the middle of our...intercourse!" Cheska exclaimed, her annoyance palpable.

She angrily removed the blanket draped over her body and hurried to her feet, grabbing her robe as she walked down the hallway.

"Maybe Matthew is still awake. I just need to know what happened!" she reasoned to herself.

"I'll just ask him what happened. After that, I'll leave," she stated to herself before knocking on Matthew's bedroom door.

As the door creaked open, Cheska's well-rehearsed speech vanished into thin air. "Cheska, what's wrong?" asked Eunice. "Ahh, well...I wanted to talk to Matthew, and it's kind of important. Is he there?" Cheska was compelled to disclose her reason to Eunice.

Curiosity piqued, Cheska couldn't help but wonder why Eunice was wearing revealing nightwear in Matthew's room at night. However, before she could ask, Eunice replied, "Oh, can you tell him that tomorrow? He's sleeping right now," and opened the door wide.

That's when Cheska's gaze fell upon Matthew lying in bed, sound asleep and completely naked. "I'm sorry," Cheska stammered to Eunice, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. She turned to leave, feeling mortified.

"It's okay, I'll let Matthew know you stopped by," Eunice said with a sly smirk, making Cheska wonder if her true intentions were more than just innocent.