Chapter 81 081
Alexander's POV
Damn how stubborn she is right now but I wasn't giving up either. "Are you hurt? Dani, those groans didn't sound comfortable" I pointed and she dragged her eyes back to me.
"I'm fine. I'm okay. See?" She retorted, stretching her arms out as if to prove a point.
I caught the two hands in mine and then pinned it above her head. A wince slipped. But the timing missed a beat or two, and I knew she hadn't winced from the impact of her hands getting pinned.
She made it a life mission to avoid my gaze after that wince, but I didn't miss the tiny sweat drops that popped by the sides of her head. I could tell it was sweat because she'd dried her hair before stepping out of the bathroom.
She squirmed under my grip for a second or two before giving up. She was being more self conscious than usual and I could see it in her overall composure.
"You know you can always tell me anything, right, Dani?" I said softly, hoping she'd open up to me without a threat.
"When you have me pinned to the nearest wall as soon as I step out of the bathroom?" She asked and I groaned, knowing where she was headed with that statement.
"I had to do it, Dani. You have no idea how stubborn you are. I do. And I know exactly how to make you spill everything within a few seconds without trying so hard... Don't make me go there" I warned. A shiver rippled through her visibly and for a second she opened her mouth to talk but then she closed it without saying anything.
"I don't want to talk about it, Alexander." She finally said after a beat of silence, her voice barely above a whisper.
My grip loosened a bit, my gaze softening at the sight of those pretty eyes going glassy.
So, there's definitely something wrong.
"Why not? Because I'll call you weak? Ugly? Or Weird?" I asked, and her gaze met mine again.
"Are you saying you won't? I mean, you don't even have to say it out loud before it makes me feel so out of place." She muttered, the tears swimming in her eyes more vividly. Like it could fall any minute from now.
I didn't want that.
God, I hate to see her cry. And I hate it more that I'm going to be the cause this time as well.
I released her hands from my grip but my body still caged hers to the wall.
"Nothing about you makes me feel like I've chosen wrong, Dani. Even if you were reported wanted for committing murder, Dani, you'd still be the prettiest woman I've ever seen."
Her lips curled up slightly, into an invisible smile, but she still shook her head in obvious hesitance.
"Surely, you don't want to do this the hard way, Dani. So talk to me, before I make you do it in the 'Alexander's way'" I muttered firmly, my tone hard as steel.
Her face dropped, I could smell the anxiety that oozed off her small build. But she had to understand that no matter what happens, she'd still be my only mate. Even better if she had been diagnosed with AIDS, we can always live with it together and die together when the time comes.
"Fine! It was the cramps! And it's so fucking painful, do you hear me?!" She yelled impatiently, her voice cracking along the line.
"The cramps" I repeated, utterly shocked, because I definitely hadn't expected it to be something that... small.
"Yes, cramps. The same one those weak humans get during their menstrual cycles. Just so you know, I have them too. The cycles. For five days every full moon" she added, voice raised, tears flowing like she'd just been caught doing the most disgraceful thing ever.
And I just don't get it, because the damn cycle was nothing like that. It was nothing to be ashamed of. Weak human or not.
Sure, it was rare to find them among other female wolves but it wasn't impossible. And I'd be damned if I ever discriminated against female wolves for it.
I caught her chin between two fingers, then I lifted her head until her teary eyes met mine.
I stared at those pretty green eyes long and hard, until her voice pierced through the silence.
"What? Do you now see me as the worst choice?" She asked, sarcasm and something else; fear, lacing her tone.
My lips curled into a smirk.
"You know, my mom always had those cycles too." I muttered and she frowned.
"Your mom... as in the great Luna Delaney Russell?" She asked, her brows creasing harder like she thinks I'm lying yet trying to make out the reason why I'd lie about something like that.
I rarely ever mentioned my mom to anyone. But I've broken that rule with her more than twice. And I've never felt bad about it.
If I'm doing it again, for this little mate of mine, then she can be well assured that if I'd ever lie about anyone at all, then my mom would be last on the endless list.
"She was one of the strongest female wolves I'd ever seen, Dani. And she always had those cycles, for seven days every full moon. Do you think I'd ever find it weird when my own mother lived with it for centuries?" I asked and she shook her head gently, unconsciously wiping the tears off her own face.
"So, whatever theory you had about only weak wolves seeing their periods, it should die right here. It isn't painful because you're weak. And who knows? It could have shown up because you're so talented and it would have been weird only if there isn't something else that makes you seem so normal" I said and she laughed.
"Life ain't a fairy tale, big wolf" she chuckled and my lips curled, just enough to be referred to as a less frown.
"Now, come here" I muttered and she walked into my outstretched arms with zero hesitation.
I wrapped my arms around her small frame tightly, and we remained like that until she mentioned something about wearing actual clothes and not just a bathrobe.
That was when I let her go. But just long enough to have her fully dressed up after refusing my help.
Before she was done, I had Jasmine prepare three hot water bags, a light breakfast and a few tablets of pain relief, the same ones my mother had always used in the past.
She always had a way of reminding me of my mother, something anyone else would have done at the expense of their lives. But somehow she was an exemption. She had always been.