I felt how my insides burned tremendously, a fire built up inside me and spread throughout my body, setting everything on fire.

I wanted to scream out, but bile got stuck in my throat and I could only gasp for air, my eyes remained shut, covered by my trembling lids, as my body fought to extinguish this fire.

I knew I was going through heat, I knew I was supposed to, I just didn't know when, or that it would hurt this much or feel like a personal hell.

Am I being punished for hating and pushing Dustin away? Or for all the sin's I carry? Or maybe for his sin's?

The only thing Lia clearly wanted right now was Dustin, she was weeping for her mate, the fire burning her more then me, and when I tried contacting her, she snarled and pushed me away.

Am I being blamed for the loss of my mate?

Suddenly a hand touched my own, sending sparks down my fingers and up to my wrist, cooling the burning sensation that once attacked it, could it be?

Was Dustin here? Or did I imagine it?

I have to be honest to myself and to my body that I can't fight this bond, it's getting stronger and consuming me completely.

I shrieked out at the wave of pain that swirled in my stomach, lighting up every little intestine inside me, slowly and torturously, showing me how much pain resisting the bond can bring.

I arched my body on my bed, the sheets tangling up below me, my hand grasping the comforter as I bit down on my bottom lip, trying to pull away from the pain.

My stomach twisted into a painful knot, my heart clenched and hid behind it's own invisible barrier, it was the only thing that wasn't on fire.

I cried out and shook my head, trying to open my eyes and relieve myself of this darkness before me, but they couldn't open, they were too scared and in pain, they were frozen in this wild heat.

I wailed out, my hands shooting out and over my stomach, away from the hand that eased my pain, sending heat back down to it.

I clenched them over my stomach and sobbed, feeling the taste of something liquid and metallic trail out of the corner of my mouth.

I gasped and screamed out, my voice echoing through the walls of my room and ringing in my own ears, I shook my head and thrashed on my bed, eager to get away from the fire inside me.

I needed something cold, someone cold.

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Axel's POV

I stood on the other side of Celine's bed, watching as she cried out, thrashed around and screamed, visually she was begging for help.

Her skin was tinted a deep red color and black blood escaped through the corner of her lips making her go haywire.

I snapped my angry gaze to Dustin's, he kept his face void of emotion, but I saw through his cold eyes and saw the frustration, he obviously didn't know what to do or was struggling with his wolf.

Celine started hyperventilating, her hands slamming against the bed as she continued slapping it, her body arching and shaking violently, I furrowed my brows, hating myself and knowing the fact that I can't help her.

"Do something!" I ordered Dustin, my eyes narrowing into a deathly glare, he growled out and rubbed the back of his neck, his lips forming a scowl.

"Get out of the room." He stated, his cold eyes gazing into my own making my brows furrow, my insides clenching as I fought off my wolf, not wanting to cause a fight while Celine was in a painful heat.

"I will remain here, by my sister's side, so do something!" I yelled out ferociously, my canines darting out of my teeth and my wolf making me growl, he also wanted to protect our blood.

Dustin cursed under his breath while rubbing his hand over his face, not wanting to touch his own mate and help her.

"You will help her Dustin, don't make me force you." I grit out, clenching my hands at my sides and feeling a growl rumble in my chest as I took a step forward, my knees touching the comforter in front of me, Dustin glared my way and hesitantly nodded.

I bared my canines and nodded curtly, then I stomped away and towards the door, my ears filling up with the sound of Celine's sobbing and gasping for air making my stomach drop.

Once my hand was on the knob I turned around warily, only to see Dustin laying down beside his mate tensely, while rubbing a hand on her shoulder, I would've loved seeing this, but I know his intensions are never pure.

I clenched my hand and twisted the knob open, leaving the room and trying to think of positive thoughts.

I heard distant crying, it sounded more like a baby making my brows furrow, then I remembered Celine had a son, and she brought a baby here, could it be that, that's her own?

I used the sound of the baby crying and followed it using my strong hearing, I reached Marina's door and opened it, revealing Marina and a baby in her arms, she gasped and spun my way.

I glared at her, then softened my features when my gaze landed on the small baby in her arms.

I walked towards her with a tight stomach, my heart racing inside me.

"I-is he Celine's?" I asked her, but my gaze remained on the small baby boy who sucked on his thumb, probably trying to put himself to sleep, my heart ached for him.

Marina nodded silently, making my heart skip a beat, I'm an uncle?

I grinned happily and took him from Marina's arms, not bothering to ask her for him, she growled lowly but I could sense she was over protective, I smirked and tightened my hands around my nephew securely.

"I'm his uncle, he stays with me." I grit out before stomping out of her room and to my room.

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Celine's POV

I was laying in an easing fire, sparks dancing along my body, taking place where the flames once had their own fun.

A warm body took place beside me, hugging me and rubbing my shoulder, easing the pain making me wonder if it was Dustin.

I sighed and shook my head, it can't be him. But something in me purred happily, Lia was smiling wolfishly, her paws going under her head as she fell into a calm and deep sleep, trying to relish in this moment which won't last long.

With a great push, I opened my eyes painfully but not all the way, my vision was blurry as if it was glossed up with tears but I could only make out the dark, icy blue eyes which gazed back at my own, yet they didn't notice that I realized who it was.

And with that my eyes closed on their own accord and my body shut down, like Lia, I fell into my own sleep, trying to snuggle closer into my helpers body and calm the pain that was itching to come back.

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"Take my hand, my sweet." He whispered coaxingly, I bit my bottom lip, my heart was conflicted, no longer knowing who or what to believe, or what to do.

"Take it!" He ordered loudly, his deep and dark voice ringing in my ears making my trembling hand shoot out onto his own, while my stomach twisted into knots, hating the feeling he gave me.

"Good girl." He whispered, nodding his head approvingly before dragging me down the aisle, my heart hammering against my skin as he tugged me.

I wanted to pull away from him, as if he realized my intentions, he let out a loud, menacing snarl and tightened his hold on my frail hand making me flinch, his tongue made a click sound while his head shook in disappointment, but he still continued pulling me down the never ending aisle.

I turned my head and looked at the huge black door which was so far away but still able to be seen, with pleading eyes I watched it, hoping it would open to reveal the one person I wanted to save me from this hell.

Dustin.

But he never came and he never saved me and I felt myself burn alive while the King laughed and continued pulling me deeper away from the world.