Chapter 31

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AMIR

I paced the room furiously watching for the umpteenth time as her body convulsed, rocking the frame of the bed violently.

An involuntary growl slipped from the confines of my clenched jaw causing the healers to pause mid movement.

They made eye contact with each other before all 6 pairs of eyes turned in my direction. Met with my heated glare, a younger woman approached me timidly.

She tried hiding the shake of her hands by tucking them behind her back, and even though she made a conscious effort to clear her throat before speaking to me, her voice still shook.

"Your highness, we are going to have to ask you to-" her eyes flitted to mine and back away just as quickly. She gulped nervously unable to finish her sentence.

I realized then that the feeling in the entire room had shifted and how everyone's neck was barred but this time not out of ultimate respect instead with a hint of annoyance.

I was preventing them from doing their job, from helping their Queen. My Queen.

"With all due respect your highness please leave" the senior healer spoke out through clenched teeth.

I had been projecting my dominance without being aware. Though the rational side of my brain understood why they had asked for me to leave, my beast did not take lightly to being commanded to leave the side of his mate. Especially when she needed him the most.

Though it was clear to me that we are currently doing more harm than good, his stubbornness refused to budge.

He was on edge, clearly from our mate being in an induced coma for the past 50 hours, having no control over her body and it's impulsive morphing.

We had watched her body forcibly shift, over and over again, and the lifeless tiredness that overtook her once her body was pushed to the limit made us furious.

It was no walk in the park to extract all remnants of the substance she has been ingesting for years.

And watching her body undergo such a task, I made a promise to myself that her father would pay for all he has done.

One look at her connected to IVs and constantly monitored by doctors helped me to regain control of my emotions.

She didn't need an hormonal boy who stood in the way of allowing the doctors helping her. She needed a King that would ensure she was protected so that she can heal, even if that means protecting her from himself.

Wordlessly I left the hospital wing of my home, suddenly becoming hyper aware that I was looking worse for wear.

I was flanked by two guards as soon as I stepped foot out the door and with a slight bow of their heads they fell into step with me silently.

The atmosphere of the house had severely shifted, with most, if not all, of the royal guards now aware that their Queen was in a life threatening operation.

The blind could see how she brought light to the place with her bossy attitude, sharp tongue and playful smile.

Goddess that smile.

It didn't take long for me to reach our wing, I had without her permission moved her belongings here so I could be engulfed by her scent. It brought me a sense of calm especially when my emotions decided to go haywire.

Entering the shower, I thought of how she absolutely consumed my every thought since the very day I had met her.

I blamed myself for not realizing what was taking place sooner, and because of my incompetence I was now facing the consequences.

"FUCK" I shouted, impulsively hitting the wall of my shower repeatedly.

I didn't stop until my knuckles were painted red and the cracks in the wall held evidence of my anger.

For the very first time in my life I felt out of control, and I wanted to surrender to this feeling. This feeling of being consumed by such a blazing anger meant to destroy everything in its path.

But I couldn't.

Surrendering would only bring temporary comfort for a lifetime of regret.

In that moment I wish I wasn't an Alpha. And I wish I wasn't a King.

Then I wouldn't have the responsibility of thousands of wolves resting on my shoulders when the care of one outweighed them all.

A King cannot be selfish.

But here I was, selfishly willing to give it all if that meant that she would be ok.

I didn't realize that tears had began falling from my eyes.

When was the last time we cried?

When I had first shifted at 8 years old. I remembered clearly because it isn't something I do often.

"Tears is the language of cowards" 

Those were the words of the master of arms assigned to train me while I was just a pup. At the sight of tears I was pummeled into the ground, regardless of my age.

And he was right, I haven't felt more cowardly than I have in this very moment.

I whispered a quick word to the goddess, hoping that she would have pity on my wretched soul.

I cannot lose her, not when I had barely just gotten her.

Finishing up my shower, I wrapped a towel around my waist and fished for my phone.

"My King" the voice rang out from the other side of the line.

"Get someone up here, the wall cracked"

With that I hung up and got dressed.

I couldn't pity myself any longer, sulking and wishing were not my forte. I was much more acquainted with taking action.

Considering there wasn't much I could do to remedy my Queen's current state, there was definitely something else I could do.

"I have someone to pay a visit" a smirk made its way to my face and I could feel the beast with me come alive with excitement.

The perfect distraction.



I was a man on a mission, adrenaline lit a fire in my soul that only one thing could extinguish. And that very thing was only five minutes away.

Though my face retained its usual stoic expression, my heart and soul smiled at what was to come.

My beast was eager, much eager than I was, the anguish of our hurt mate still at the forefront but not the current focus. She's in good hands.

The guards followed wordlessly as I took long strides to the main doors of my home, my excitement known as it electrified the air.

Nothing could stop me now, for that I am sure.

"Your highness! Your highness!" A maid shouted to get my attention, running down the stairs towards me. Rebecca I think her name is.

I paused in step and turned around to face her.

"Yes Rebecca?" I asked.

She blushed at my response, gawking up at me as if it's the first time she had seen me.

I felt a wave of irritation but graced her with a half smile non the less.

"My Lord. Y-your parents" she stuttered before clearing her throat to continue.

"My King, your parents called" she fiddled with her fingers, as I coaxed her to continue.

"Yes? This isn't a strange occurrence, now is it?"

I do have my kid brother in my care, the least they could do it call. This shouldn't be news.

"No your highness. But they will be making a visit"

I paused in thought, now that definitely is a strange occurrence.

"Did they state the reason?" I asked keeping all suspicion from my voice.

"No your highness but they will be arriving by the weeks end" i hummed in response and made a signal that she was free to leave.

This is quite the turn of events.

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