Chapter eleven

Fa'Bintou, as shocked as her brother, had difficulty assimilating the news but unlike him, she was able to pull herself together.

_ .... You mean she's... she's dead? Really? she asked.

_ No! Of course not!

_ So why did you say you couldn't do anything for her? It normally means that she passed away despite your efforts.

_ Oh, I see! I'm sorry, I misspoke, Ma'Fatou apologized, having just realized her mistake.

_ Phew!

_ But then, what happened to her? Moha asked, coming to.

_ I was trying to say that we couldn't do anything for her in the sense that we couldn't prevent her condition from getting worse. She lost too much blood despite your intervention because you stopped the external bleeding but not the internal one which continued. In addition, she has countless scars and wounds all over her body, the most dangerous of which seem to be the most recent ones, not to mention the vaginal lesions that we have been able to detect and which are clearly due to a recent rape perpetrated on her and which have not been properly treated.

_ Goddess! She even has been raped! Fa'Bintou exclaimed, her hands over her mouth, undeniably shocked.

_ And to sum up, what is her current condition? Moha asked, struggling with the conflicting feelings that he was trying to tame.

_ She is practically at death's door with a very slim chance of survival, answered honestly Ma'Fatou.

_ This cannot be possible! There must be a way to save her, said Moha with the little hope he had left.

_ Yes, there is, but..., hesitated Ma'Fatou.

_ But what? Moha and Fa'Bintou asked at the same time, concerned.

_ I'm afraid she might not like it as well as you.

_ And why?

_ Because the only way to save her is actually to transfuse your blood into her, Mohamed, replied Ma'Fatou, looking for his reaction

_ Do you mean she has to become a wolf to survive? asked Fa'Bintou.

_ No. Moha, suckling the Supreme Alpha, is the fastest to heal all the wolves because of the special nature of his blood. Then, transferring his blood to a human, in this case, Luna will allow her to heal quickly without turning her into a wolf since she is currently at death's door and therefore unable to initiate any transformation because of her state, Ma'Fatou explained.

_ So, you must decide now. Either you give her your blood now and she's sure to survive, or you refuse and she dies in the next few minutes," she added to Moha.

_ I... want my blood to be transfused to her. She has to survive even if she is surely going to hate me for my blood running through her veins. I owe her that, said Moha.

Without a word, Ma'Fatou pulled him into the room where a device had already been set up so that as soon as it left her body, his blood would flow directly into Ndeye's without having to be stored in bags for transfusion. As soon as the device was turned on and Mohamed's blood began to enter her body, Ndeye suddenly began to get very agitated and to mumble words in a language they could not understand while remaining unconscious. They tried to calm her down by administering a sedative, but because of the force and brutality with which she was agitated, none of the people in the room could approach her, let alone inject her with a sedative, not even Ma'Fatou, despite numerous attempts, so they finally let her go. She flailed around until her body had received enough blood and the device had stopped working before it stopped. Mohamed then got up to check on her and was surprised to find that all her wounds, no matter how deep they were, had disappeared. She, who had a pitiful and dull appearance when she arrived, was glowing with life and health and even seemed to have put on a few kilos in the meantime, although her body still did not correspond to her age, which must have been about fifteen years. She was soothed and even seemed to smile slightly in her sleep. She was so divinely beautiful at that moment that Mohamed could not help but kiss her on the forehead before leaving her alone at Ma'Fatou's request, lost between relief, guilt and joy; relief because she had almost come back from the dead, guilt at all she had endured away from him and joy at having finally been able to find her, his half, his Luna. Ma'Fatou had her taken to a room before he could return to her side, determined to stay by her side and watch over her. Fa'Bintou stayed by his side until late in the evening before he forced her to go after making her and Ma'Fatou and her team promise not to say anything, not a single word to anyone except his parents about the rape Ndeye had suffered. Left alone, he pulled up a chair and sat by her bed before taking her hand.

_ I know, my Luna, that you must already be angry with me and all my kind because of what this monster has done to you and that you will be angry with me, even more, when you will get to know that I am the one who has prevented you from dying, from being delivered and find the eternal rest by giving you my blood, but now that you are better, please wake up. I would like to know you, to know the innocent victim who hides behind this frail appearance, the lioness who hides behind this frail appearance and who knew how to survive all the horrors committed on her person, the warrior who knew how to go as far as to titillate death to come back to us. I just want to be able to know, cherish, protect, and above all love you, my soul mate, my Luna, the supreme Luna.

And as if she could hear him, Ndeye shook his hand tightly for a moment before releasing it.