Married To The Blind Alpha
Chapter 45: Her Blood

Chapter 45: Her Blood

Late at night, Aria woke to Tristan murmuring, and she was surprised to find him sweating so much.

"Tristan." Aria softly called as she touched his forehead. She quickly withdrew her hand, surprised by how hot he was.

"He’s burning." Aria muttered to herself, and her gaze moved to the finger that was burnt. It still wasn’t showing any signs of healing.

Aria got up from the bed and went to the bathroom. A few seconds later, she came out with a bowl of water and a towel.

Aria soaked the towel in the water and then squeezed out the water before placing it on his forehead.

"I should probably call Cole." Aria said and took out her phone to call Cole.

The call went through in one ring, surprising Aria, but she quickly got over it when she heard him saying, "Hello."

"It’s Aria."

"I know. Is everything alright?"

"Tristis is not feeling well."

"What?"

"He is burning up, and the injury in his finger is not healing. I’m already trying to reduce his temperature, but if it gets worse, then I have to take him to the hospital."

"No! Don’t do that. Taking him to the hospital won’t do any good. I will be there, but in the meantime, don’t leave his sight and keep trying to reduce his temperature." Cole instructed.

"Ok." Aria ended the call and focused her attention on Tristan. She could see his mouth moving, but she couldn’t hear anything he was saying.

Aria decided to bring her ears closer to his lips to hear him.

"Don’t leave me. Please don’t."

Aria raised her head, wondering who he was begging not to leave him. Was it a woman? A first love, perhaps?

What is she thinking? It could be anybody. It could even be a friend. Aria thought to herself as she removed the towel on his head. She soaked it in the water again and was about to place it on his head just like before when his eyes suddenly opened.

"Are you alright?" Aria immediately asked, seeing his dark brown eyes. She wondered if his fever was one of the reasons he couldn’t change his eyes at the moment.

Tristan slowly sat upright and said, "I’m fine; I was just having a series of nightmares."

Aria placed a hand on his head and saw that it was still.hot "I may not be studying medicine, but I am certain you are not fine. You are still burning up, and your wound isn’t healing."

"It won’t heal easily, but don’t worry about it."

"How can I not worry about it? I was even considering taking you to the hospital, but Cole said I shouldn’t, and he will be here soon."

"You called Cole?"

"Yes. He will be here soon. Now, lie down; let me try to reduce your fever." Aria said, but Tristan still sat up.

"Call Cole and tell him not to call." Tristan said.

"But...."

"Aria, even if Cole comes here, he won’t be able to do anything. Neither Cole’s nor your methods of trying to reduce my temperature will work."

"Then what will work?" Aria asked.

Tristan tightened his lips and said, "Let’s talk about it after you call Cole."

Aria nodded and gave Cole a call, and immediately the call went through, she said.

"Tristan said there is no need for you to come."

"Give Alpha the phone." Cole said with a commanding tone, making Aria frown, but she still passed the phone to Tristan.

The moment Tristan placed the phone on his ears, he said, "Don’t come." And then ended the call.

"Now, tell me. What can make you feel better? You are still burning up."

Tristan scratches his head, hesitant on what he wants to say.

"Why are you so hesitant to say it?" Aria asked, she could see that he was breathing with difficulty. If no solution is provided then she was sure that his condition will only get worse.

Tristan cleared his throat and said "I know it may sound strange to you but I need your blood."

Aria looked confused. "My blood? But how can my blood make you feel better?"

Tristan could remember the first time they had kissed and her blood tasted exactly as Aitana. In their first life, he was once wounded by magic and just like the injury on his fingers that is refusing to heal, that injury also did not heal and was slowly killing him until he figured out a way. A spell, he could only do with his mate but unfortunately, it also had it’s side effects.

Watching him become silent after her question, Aria decided to forget getting an answer and said "If my blood will heal you then let’s do it."

Even though Tristan couldn’t see, a look of surprise was etched on his face as he asked "You will give your blood to me?"

Aria move closer to him, bringing her wrist to his lips "Why not? I don’t like seeing you in pain and right now, you can barely breathe. How you are still speaking is a wonder to me."

Tristan softly smiled when he felt her wrist on his lips but he slowly brought her hand down and said "That’s not how it works."

"Then how?"

"I will have to take the blood from your neck and we have to be very close and that means, you will have to straddle me."

"Huh?"

Tristan sighed and said "It’s fine if you are not comfortable with it."

"Let’s do it." Aria said as she moved to straddle him.

Tristan place his hand on her waist as be heard her asked softly.

"What should we do next?"

He didn’t need to see to know that her cheek would have already turned as red as possible but this was the only way and it was really getting harder to stay awake. He may not feel a mate bond with Aria at the moment but he certain that are fated mate and this will work but if it doesn’t, then he is screwed.

This was the second time Aria had been in this intimate position with Tristan, and memories of what had happened in the first were trying so hard to enter her mind, but she had to push it all away because this is different. Tristan is sick and needs her blood to feel better, and thinking of jumping on a sick man was very inappropriate.

Aria repeated this saying in her head multiple times, but if only her body could understand what her head was saying, and Tristan pulling her so closely to him, leaving now a gap in between them, was definitely not helping matters.

"Are you sure about this?" Tristan asked. If she said she wasn’t sure, then he would let go of her immediately.

"I’m sure." Aria said, trying her best to control the sound that desperately wanted to escape her lips.

Since Tristan couldn’t see, he used his fangs to trace the right side of her neck. He needed to make sure that he didn’t end up marking her.

When he found the part of her neck he wanted to draw blood from with his fangs, he slowly whispered a foreign word before biting into her.

Aria gasped in pain when she felt his fang inside her neck, and she could feel her blood flowing, but apart from pain, she felt something else, pleasure. This feeling reminded her of the time Tristan had bitten her lips the first time he kissed her, and her blood licked her blood. At that time, she had also felt felt pleasure from his act, and she wondered if it was the same thing that was happening to her now.

As Tristan drank her blood, he could feel himself getting better, and his eyes slowly turned to their beautiful shade of gold, and then he stopped, retracting his fang and using his tongue to lick the blood that had flowed out from his neck.

Aria let out a soft moan, unable to control herself anymore. Realizing her action, she widened her eyes and quickly said, "I’m sorry."

Tristan chuckled and joined his forehead to hers as he let out a sigh. "Thank you."

"So, are.....are you feeling better now?" Aria asked.

Tristan smiled and showed her his finger that was once burnt because now there was no sign of any injury.

So her blood work? But how can her blood heal him?

"You are wondering how your blood was able to heal me?" Tristan asked, as if hearing her thought.

"Because we are mates."

"What?"

Tristan could see the desire in her eyes; he knew exactly how she was feeling even though she didn’t want to talk about it.

"Don’t you feel we have a bond stronger than that of a mate bond?" Tristan asked, smiling as he noticed her staring at his lips.

Aria moved her gaze to his beautiful golden eyes as she replied, "I do."

Tristan brushed his lips to hers as he whispered, "I can smell your desires, Aria. It’s so intoxicating."

Aria couldn’t take it anymore. Her self-control was all gone, and at this moment both her head and body were telling her the same thing, and she listened without any hesitation, joining her lips with his.