"Shael, I will be back after getting the evidence of your innocence. So please wait," Ronan placed his hand gently around Shael's neck.
Shael's eyes brimmed again, " Can't you stay here I'm scared. And I think I might go into heat, I have not been feeling well."
" Have you taken inhibitor? Do you want some? " Ronan wiped away his tears with his other hand.
" I don't know, because right now I am too scared to understand if I am in heat or just stressed out because of the situation ."
" Alright, I will make sure to get you out of here soon," Ronan pressed his palms to Shael's head gently.
Shael clung onto his hand tightly before it slipped away beyond the bars and he let go of Ronan's hand.
Hours went by but Shael was still awake. The cold floor constantly reminded him of the dripping blood. He couldn't stop thinking about the worst situation possible.
He was constantly relieving himself thinking about Ronan. He had this slow burning sensation and felt more nervous because he couldn't take inhibitors to control his body. He couldn't help but think about Ronan more.
" I should have asked Ronan to give me inhibitors," Shael thought scratching his neck .
At that moment he realised his hands were trembling. He looked at the empty station as everyone went out a little earlier. A backup was needed and all the officers sprinted out. Only one officer was sitting on the desk while A few were sleeping inside the resting area.
Shael couldn't bring himself to ask for inhibitors, because it could make him vulnerable to others. But his heat was taking over his body by every fleeting moment.
He crawled into the dark corner, while his hands crawled all over his body.
Ronan was on his way back from private investigators that he hired to investigate. He was headed to the attorney's office for further discussion. But his mind was wandering off as Shael's sentence was being played on repeat in his mind.
" I think I might get into the heat."
Ronan turned his car around and headed to police station.
The moment he stepped inside, he heard the screams. He ran to the cell and found an officer forcing himself on Shael. Ronan yanked him off by the collar and slammed him into the steel bars, bending them. His Alpha energy rolled off him like wildfire, crushing the man's resistance. He bashed the officer's head against the rods again and again, until he heard Shael calling his name.
"Ronan!"
He let go of officer and turned around to look at Shael, who's shirt was striped open. He quickly walked to him and took him into his arms. Tears started to come out of Ronan's eyes and he just couldn't stop them.
Shael couldn't think much as he felt safe in his embrace. He wrapped his arms around Ronan and hugged him tightly. The place was filled with a jasmine scent. Ronan pulled him back, removed his coat and wrapped it around Shael before holding him into his arms and walked out. Shael was just trying to hold him with a stronger grip and never let him go.
Ronan took him into the car and searched for a hospital nearby on the GPS.
It's ironic that Shael was screaming and even after that no one came to the station not even the officers sleeping on the second floor.
In the car, Shael unbuckled his seat belt and pressed himself against Ronan, head resting against his stomach. It made driving awkward, but Ronan kept one hand on the wheel and patted him with the other. His pheromones were reacting to jasmine scent but he was focused on driving.
They reached the hospital. "Please, he needs inhibitors," Ronan told the nurse, setting Shael on a bed. Shael refused to let go of Ronan's shirt until the nurse gently injected the medication. Gradually, his muscles relaxed, and sleep took over him.
Ronan freed himself from Shael's limp grip, but kept holding his hand into his palms. Tears clouded his eyes as he whispered, "I'm so sorry I didn't protect you."
Ronan took out his phone and called Sorrell, " Sorrell, have you arrived yet?"
" Yes president, I'm outside the police station but it is a little mess."
" Get your hands on the CCTV quickly, we need it at all costs," Ronan tone was firm.
" Yes president, let me get to it." Sorrell hung up.
Ronan looked at Shael again, he couldn't stop thinking but blame himself for everything. Later Shael was moved to the VIP room.
Police had no choice but to investigate Shael's case thoroughly as something horrible happened to the very suspect under their supervision.
Shael opened his eyes in the morning and saw Ronan sitting beside him.
" Did you spent whole night sitting?" He asked extending his hand to grab Ronan cuff, " you should have just slept beside me."
" I don't think that was smart," Ronan replied relieved after seeing him talk, " you are under heat if you think about it."
" You are right," a faint smile appeared at his face. He sat up and leaned over Ronan to hug him tightly and started crying.
Ronan held onto his fragile body and slipped Shael off the bed into his lap as he was sitting on a stool. He hugged him tightly, " I am really sorry. I'm sorry that I couldn't protect you." Ronan said trying to hide his emotions but his eyes showed otherwise.
Shael pulled his head away to look into his eyes, " what are you talking about? You came on time and saved me.... I was..... I was terrified... It was...." His voice cracked over and over as he was bursting into tears.
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" Alright, alright, stop talking," Ronan placed Shael's head on his chest, " I understand, it's okay now. It's alright."