Rejected but still desired

Wave after sludge

Ethan POV:

I would lapse in and out of consciousness, not knowing what was real and what was not. It was like my eyes would flutter awake at the white light and then I would crash again into darkness. I was in this endless sea of nothingness and everytime I wanted to reach shore, I would get pulled back in.

"Did you speak to him?" I could hear my mother's anxious voice and I could feel her stroking my forehead. "I did," came my father's voice, "and?" Asked my mother, she already had that tone of irritation in her voice. My father was not telling her all that she needed to know as fast as she needed to know it. "Lets have this conversation in private," he commented blankly, "August, our son-" "Can wait!" Exclaimed my father sternly and with that I heard my mother get up and begrudgingly leave my side but not without giving my forehead a kiss and promising to be back. As she left and I heard the door close, I crashed again.

I was floating on this black sea but what I hated about it the most was how silent it was. It was not at all like the real sea in terms of comfort, there were no ASMR ocean noise or the smell of the saltiness in the air. It was just black water that crashed in waves, silently. However, this time something felt different, maybe what I was feeling was hope that in this dream state I would see my mate and she would pull me from these waters and when I opened my eyes for real, for permanent, she would be there. Her long red hair flowing down her back in waves, her milky skin glowing like she always did. The water jerked unusually. That was strange, the waves were always constant, this break in the water was not apart of whatever I was going through. It was as if my realization had just unlocked the whole thing or atleast accelerated the process but the black water began to thicken into sludge and that sludge was pulling me. My arms were flailing as I tried to scream, the sludge continued to enter me through my mouth and nose, seeming to have a mind of it's own. My body was heavy and I could not fight or shift, I could not even reach my wolf. The feeling of helplessness increased as I sank deeper and deeper into the black.

"Hello wolf pup," greeted his voice. I looked around to be met with red eyes everywhere, "where am I?" I asked, "no place that you would recognize." I could feel him smile that sinister smile of his even if I couldn't see it. "What do you want Raze!?" I growled, each pair of red eyes seemed to blink one after the other at my comment. "I want a lot of things." With his comment, I could feel chills crawling up my skin like I was being covered by a hoard of tiny, hairy spiders. "Be specific!" I cried out in uncomfortability, "well, your parents made a deal with me. You were just a baby but they made a deal," I could feel his smile again but this time, the eyes did not blink. They continued to watch. "Why?" I asked, "the only reason mutts make deals with my kind," there was this sudden black smoke that seemed to wrap around me, blocking the eyes and then he appeared in sudden form, eyes glowing and his white teeth now sharpened into a full set of fangs, "for power."

"No!" I screamed, "we would never make a deal with a demon! Never!" I shouted, "boo hoo! It is not my responsibility to make you believe me mutt!" Sneered Raze, "I'm not taking your life," his slender fingers touched my exposed skin over my heart, "not yet atleast." I felt this burning sensation take over my whole body and instantly I broke out into a sweat. I tried to bury my screams deep within me by gritting my teeth, "I can hear your screams in your mind boy," he pushed down harder on that spot and it started to erupt with black spider veins that seemed to grow and spread. "Now, this," he chuckled as he bent forward and whispered in my ear, "this is entertaining." I heard his laughs echo through my mind, continuing his unique yet demonic torture methods.