I went upstairs after breakfast when the rush was over. I was sore, achy, pissed off, and decided to have another good breakup. I needed to have a medical examination and make sure that there would not be infections or complications from those six weeks of torture. I had my bags on the bed and I was packing my clothes into them.
The voice from the door stopped my packing for a while. "Baby, what are you going to do now that we've got that heat on? Wasn't it pretty wild? And don't worry about being pregnant. Your curse is working. That was something, well it was a pretty intense time and your lust was a little cranky but we got it done, too bad it was only six weeks, I thought I had gotten it longer but it was probably so strong and that's why it was shorter."
I continued my packing and did not say a word. It was obvious that Bran had gotten both of the men into that heat and they thought that was good heat. It was not. Damon came up to me as I was packing my bag. He saw what I was doing and went ballistic.
"Where the fuck do you think you're going?" he shouted. " You're not going anywhere without permission! You bitch. Are you going to see Charles, perhaps? Answer me! Didn't I show you your place already? You belong to me, and you are not going to run to Charles to be cuddled and worshipped."
I looked at Damon and said, " That.. that whatever that last 6 weeks was, it wasn't wild, it wasn't nice, and it wasn't enjoyable. Now, I don't want to have a heat period for a long, long time because that six weeks was pure torture. And I'm not having sex either, so there's no need to worry about me going wild and fucking Charles. " My voice was quiet, I kept my temper under control and did not get into shouting match.
"First, I am going to see Samuel or Colin they can check me out because I can't sit or stand, I have this time, pad on my underwear because my pussy was torn apart so many times and it is still bleeding, so I am not wanting to get the infection. After that, I'm going to get better. It hurt, Damon, every fucking time. Every time. This was so different from the last time with the vampire lust. I am literally torn apart in my pussy. I am bleeding, I am sore and my hormones are very low. As you noticed, my heat tried to knot every day because you raped me daily in your wolf form. I didn't want to knot now, and you just fucked me like I was a fucking doll. You did not care that I was bleeding. To you, it was funny and arousing seeing my pussy bleed. You drugged me daily. That's no way to treat a female. You should know better. You're no good at handling lust, and neither is Adam, because you go along with Bran's bullshit."
My voice got sharper, more bitter as my mind reeled of whole six weeks of raping and torturing by my own pack
" You don't need to be, Damon, in wolf form in heat, or if you do, wolves with each other. I'm not stretched enough and haven't had my vampire half-bloodlust walled up in a wall for six weeks, or that just doesn't work. I'm off to somewhere nice to do something I feel comfortable with. But first, a medical checkup and you can be sure that I let Samuel or Colin write everything in my medical history so you can read it from there. That rack makes my position all wrong for me to accept the knot. It is its purpose, to make females hurt while males get to rape more or less. I am truly hoping that there won't be any infection. "
Damon was silent and walked away. He reeled everything that Mimi had said in his mind and he knew that they had done wrong for her. He needed to talk to Bran and quite strictly, too. This was all Bran's fault and Damon could not shake his guilt so easily from his mind. He knew that he would have to tell Adam this too and it would not be easy for either of them to know how badly they had hurt Mimi.
As Damon walked and felt guilty, Damien saw his opportunity and made Damon feel even more guilty. He took his chance and came to the surface; he had an idea and this time he would Damon to do the entire session from the start to finish. He would not get his little medical experiment continued, but he would have his changes.
He walked over to Bran. "Hello Bran, I took my opportunity to come and visit you because I have a proposition. You see, Mimi got hurt every time you raped her and I won't wonder at all. She doesn't want to get in the heat anymore. She wants to go away. To recover. I think you were a little too much for her, she is still broken and bleeding and she is going to make sure her little cunt is fine, but I did some manipulation as Damon understood how badly, you treated Mimi and I got out so to speak, Now can you manipulate Damon into making shed session for Mimi? I mean Charles is into the picture and Damon is so damn jealous and possessive, if you get Damon to think that Mimi is going to go after her little check-up to have some lovely time with Charles, what she probably will do, but I can tell you that she or he is not in a relationship or even going there, but Damon does not see it "
Bran was quiet and said, "And what did you get out of this? You have double-crossed me a few times, Damien and I am not trusting you. You have your own motive for this."
Damien smiled, of course he had, to win over. To destroy that love once and for all. to get Mimi for himself.
He said, "Don't worry about my motives. Now, can you make Damon do a little educational session for Mimi and Charles too? You could use that Mimi is going to Australia and Charles will be joining her. Now they are not in a relationship but Charles is beginning to see that other things in life just be your assassins and I guess you are not so keen to let him go, to have an actual life but you want him to be miserable, cruel and do as you tell him. If Damon can make Mimi in bad enough shape, and get her in a rage, I guess Charles has no idea how to help her, and he will see her as she is, not his, and then things will go where they should go. "
Bran thought for a moment and nodded. He said, "I will make Damon do that session and then we can get Charles to see the truth and not be with her, but focus on his actual job."
Damien nodded. He let Damon come to the surface and let Damon think that he had already talked about Mimi's problems with Bran and Bran had made him see that Mimi was making a too-big deal out of that. And a little soreness was normal after that kind of heat. So Mimi would heal fast and next time she would be even looser to take the knot. It was all part of the female's heat and aftercare. That Mimi was still hormonal and not thinking straight. Damien was very subtle in his manipulation, but he got things done.
Damon sat on a chair and thought about what Bran had said, it was true that Mimi's anatomy would heal and little bleeding had been because of the swelling and it had been only superficial. Mimi had gone much worse, and she was now just hormonal and her alpha side was making the decision. Bran had told him that now was the time for Damon to be strict and make Mimi submit to him fully. By any means necessary.
Damon said, "Mimi told me that she was in severe pain every time we knotted her and she got no pleasure at all. I guess that heat was much more enjoyable for us than for her. "
Bran said, " Always those bitches say that. I think Mimi's going to go with Charles to the beach and make love. To recover and rest. She has now found her alpha side, and she is testing her limits. She is manipulating you."
Damon said, " What do you mean?"
Bran replied, "Charles is on his way over. He and Honey are going to Australia. Damon, my boy. Should you take Mimi for special treatment? So she can learn. I think that might be wise because do you want to share your wife with Charles? I know what you're capable of. And it's probably not fun for you to have to do, but it's necessary. You need to be alpha male, claim your wife, by pain and suffering if it comes to it. Charles is a ladies' man, and he's got his sights set on Mimi. And Mimi now wants to be the victim. To be saved. Before you know it, we've got a wedding party to attend. Mimi is also an alpha female, a strong one, and she is looking for the perfect mate for her, one who will worship her. She is not seeing you as her one and true strong mate, but she probably goes after Charles. You need to now make Mimi weak, and depend on you, and then you can heal her, but first, you need to reveal true Mimi to Charles. Show him what it means to be with Mimi, in sickness and in health. "
Damon said, "So...shed?"
Bran nodded and said, "I'm thinking Mimi and Charles are going to Australia, and they'll be there just the two of them, away from us, and I wonder when they'll be back. Is that, Damon, the behavior of a loving wife, even a woman in love? Show Mimi how strong you are and do it properly, so Mimi learns what happens when she defies you. You have time. I won't say anything to Adam about this, but it always helps you too, Damon. Go ahead. Sedate Mimi and go. I think you've got a place ready. When you have gotten Mimi into the right state, so she is impossible to treat by anyone else than you, you will show that Charles. And once Charles learns the truth, he will forget Mimi and focus on his job. After that. I'm sure you and Samuel can fix Mimi up, or we could invite you to Colin if you can't handle it yourself. Mimi can be such a pain in the ass. "
The mere thought of Mimi and Charles in Australia to have a perfect time, to make a nest for themselves for making love on the beach, how Charles would take Mimi and give her nothing but pleasure and brainwash her against her own husband was unbearable thought for Damon and it ignited Salvatore Rage within him.
Now no compassion came through nothing was too much, now Damon was primed to be beast, to be torturer and Damien chuckled himself, he would get good kicks out of this and once this was done, oh, that regret and self-hate, Damon would be so weak, Mimi would hate Damon, wanting to be Adam. No more Love of a century.
Primed for action, Damon nodded curtly and walked out of the room.
I had finished packing my bag and had actually arranged to meet Charles at the airport. I was taking Charles to my Australian ranch because there's a bit of a lighting problem there, too. I figured that at least now Salvatore wouldn't have to be jealous because now I didn't want any hint of sex. Charles promised to help as I frustratedly listed off a list of everything that was wrong with it.
Charles was dryly amused and promised he'd make things better, yes. I was so frustrated because none of the men in the pack, not Bran, Damon, or Samuel, made a gesture to help, and if Adam thought he was helping somewhere, Bran immediately found something else for Adam to do.
The door opened, and Damon stepped in, locking the door with an audible noise behind him. He put the key in his pocket with just the right amount of deliberation.
"What is it, Damon? I'm just about to leave. Fine, let's talk when I get back. I'm still sore, fucked up, and disappointed as hell. When did you, Damon, become Bran's lapdog, too, or is it because of the way sweet Bran always defends your shed session? Like I'm always supposed to understand. Guess what, Damon? I can't understand, and I don't want to."
Damon's voice was quiet, determined, and almost lethal. "Baby, you're gonna learn a thing or two. First of all, don't fuck with me so hard. And second, you're right, you're not supposed to understand shed sessions, but, Baby, when there's always a lesson, and you seem to miss it. Well, let's see if I get it now."
With that said, Damon launched himself at me, plunged a needle deep into my neck, and pressed the plunger. Then he released his grip and waited.
"What the fuck are you up to now, Salvatore?" I spat out.
I started to take my rage out because that drug, probably a sedative, doesn't affect me nearly as well when I'm in a rage. Damon didn't seem disturbed by my rage. He just leaned against the wall and looked at me like a piece of meat.
"By the way, rage doesn't work on that stuff then, but you'll see soon enough, baby,"
Damon said carelessly after five minutes. I felt the muscle twitch, and the strength seemed to leave my arms and legs. It was moving.
My muscles began to paralyze, and Damon walked like a panther over to me and laid me down on the bed.
"Muscle relaxant, baby. Like I said, rage doesn't work..." he hissed.
Then Damon took one syringe from his pocket, turned my hand so that he could easily get the needle into my vein, and pressed the plunger.
"That puts your rage down. It's short, acting like a muscle relaxant. I want you to feel as much as you can. You see, Charles just got a gig from his father. Ah, as you can see from the text message. Charles won't be back for at least a few months. I took the liberty of changing our destination to wherever we're flying to, but first, I need to get you under control. And this Mimi, I am in charge so no shuttles. let's see if I can do this even better than Damien, so you might notice the difference."
My muscles were hardly working at all, including my diaphragm. Damon took off my clothes and opened the door. Bran stepped in.
He walked next to the bed, looked at my body, and remarked like this was just some normal thing, "Mimi, I have given, or told, Damon to do this session. You are not supposed to take other men. This is also a brief lesson for you when you get yourself poisoned by those demons. You were once again reckless, careless, full of righteous rage. There are no emotions to play at a party. It's just raw sex, but this... Whatever it is that you and Charles have, it can't go on. Charles is not part of this game. He's got his own thing going on, and you're not bothering him anymore. That's why this educational session. Damon's good at what he does, and he knows you best. The pack will help you get better. I wish you wouldn't do these tricks of yours. But Damon will teach you good and proper and let's see in what shape you come back then. If you have learned your lesson."
Bran shook his head and walked out of the room. Damon, meanwhile, had gone for the tanks. Oh, nice jelly and I know any kind. The kind that finally knocks you out, the medically soothing kind. Sedation jelly.