Chapter 26 Chapter 26
ALPHA XANDER'S POV
"Yeah-" Lia moaned as my hands guided the movement of her waist
she arched her back, matching the rhythm of my thrust. She was interrupted when I slammed into her again, the connection of her meaty ass on my laps slapping and resounding through the whole room.
I had tried to avoid my harem in the past couple of days but it didn't seem to be working. I always found myself coming back to them, needing them more than ever. I couldn't wait to move on to the next woman, who was there on the floor, fingerings herself while she watched us fuck. Her close-up entrance was wet and slick, and needy for my cock.
I was lounging in my chambers with my harem, enjoying their company and conversation, when suddenly my door burst open. My sister, wild-eyed and furious, stormed into the room, screaming at me.
"Xander, how could you? How could you do this to our pack? To our family?" she shouted, her voice shaking with anger. She pushed off the women surrounding me, sending them scrambling for cover.
I was taken aback by her sudden appearance and quickly dressed myself. Daciana was furious, tears streaming down her face. The other women in the room quickly scattered, leaving me alone with his furious sister. She chased the women out of the room, even hurting one of them in the process.
"What is wrong?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. I was still confused by her outburst.
I sat up straight, taken aback by her sudden appearance and the intensity of her emotions. I quickly put on my shorts, my cock suddenly shrinking back at her appearance. "What are you talking about?" I asked, trying to calm her down. My sister quickly pushed off another woman who was sitting beside me and I was caught off guard. Her sudden movements and the fiery look in her eyes told me that she was not going to back down easily. The violent rage in her eyes told me I had better take her seriously, so I quickly got dressed, still trying to comprehend what was happening.
My sister was burning with rage, her eyes locked onto mine, the disappointment and anger raw as it was etched onto her face. From the looks of it, whatever she had come to say, it was going to be a difficult conversation. I braced myself for what was to come.
"Adriana is in the hospital and she's dying," my sister said, her voice now low and filled with sadness. At first, I thought she was overreacting, but when I saw the tears streaming down her face, I knew she was telling me the truth. I felt my heart drop and a wave of panic washed over me.
"What? How could this happen? Why didn't anyone tell me?" I asked, my voice filled with desperation. I couldn't believe that my mate, the one person I loved more than anything, was lying in a hospital bed, fighting for her life. Adriana had been locked up for days, but I didn't think that it would have led to this.
"You were too busy with your harem to care about what was happening in the pack," my sister shouted at me, the anger and disappointment clear in her voice. "You've been neglecting your duties as Alpha and as a mate. You should have been there for her, but instead, you were here, indulging in your own pleasure in a sea of whores."
I stood rooted at the spot, with no idea on what to say. I was... speechless.
Daciana
t me on the chest with her fists, her face contorted with anger her? To our pack? It's all your fault." she screamed at me.
"How could you e so evil? How could you do this to
I grabbed her hands, trying to stop her from hitting me and to calm her down. "Please, calm down," I repeated, but my words fell on deaf ears.
"What is the problem? Talk to me, what are you talking about?" She continued to hit me and shout at me, her voice filled with rage and hurt. The pain and disappointment in her eyes and it made me feel even worse. I was well aware that I had let her down, and I didn't know how to make it right.
Finally, she collapsed against my chest, her body shaking with sobs. I held her tightly, trying to offer her some comfort, but I knew that nothing I could say or do would take away the pain I had caused. Daciana told me about finding Adriana in her room, barely alive. She explained how she found her in her room, weak and close to death.
I quickly grabbed my coat and followed Daciana out of the room unable to hear more of it. My mind raced with thoughts of my mate and what I could have done differently to prevent this. The guilt ate my insides, as I was well aware I'm responsible for Adriana's condition. I had been harsh on her, punishing her for going against my orders. I never intended for her to end up like this, I never intended to hurt her. I only wanted her to learn.
Daciana began to nag, scolding me for being selfish and satisfying myself with the harem while my mate was dying. I couldn't explain the reason I was with them, I didn't even have a valid reason for it except I felt empty, and only the momentary satisfaction they brought gave me a modicum of relief.
I was filled with panic as I thought about what might have happened. I couldn't lose Adriana. As we drove to the hospital, my mind replayed all that has happened and possibilities that might have led to this situation but instead I was led to greater complexities that offered no particular credible reason why she must have fallen into a condition like this
As we entered the busy hospital, the people around us stared in admiration and surprise. I was the Alpha of my pack and my presence commanded respect. But they could see the urgency and panic in my eyes and they knew that something was wrong. Some people tried to talk to me, to ask what was happening, but I pushed them away, my mind focused on getting to Adriana as quickly as possible. My sister followed closely behind me, her face etched with worry and fear.
We made our way through the hospital, past the nurses and doctors, towards the room where Adriana was. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I thought about the possibility of losing her. The people outside watched us, their faces filled with concern and sadness. They knew that something was wrong and they stepped aside to let us through.
I pushed open the door and rushed inside, my heart heavy with worry, a feelingI wasn't used to and I could only describe as fear gnawed at my insides, holding me almost in a chokehold. The possibility of losing Adriana forever was my greatest fear. When I saw her lying in the bed, her face pale and sickly, her lips were dry and chapped, her eyes closed but she didn't look like she was at peace, I knew I couldn't lose her. I would do anything save her and make things right.
I rushed to Adriana's side, my sister following closely behind me, her face sullen with worry. She placed a hand on my shoulder and said, "Xander, they've been sticking her with needles and drawing her blood, but they found nothing wrong with her after it all."
I felt a wave of relief wash over me, but at the same time, I was still filled with worry and confusion. "What the hell happened to her? Why is she like this?" I asked, beads of perspiration formed on my forehead.
Daciana shook her head, already getting calm. "We don't know yet. The doctors are still running some more tests to figure out what's wrong. But for now, she's stable and she's going to be okay." I let out a sigh of relief and sat down beside Adriana's bed, taking her hand in mine. The truth that I had almost lost her made me almost shake with trepidation. I have never felt a fear like this in my life. I vowed to be there for her and to take care of her.
I sat beside Adriana's bed, her frail and sick body lying on the bed next to me, her skin was pale and she looked three times thinner than when I last saw her. I was like life was sucked out of her. She was hooked up to machines that beeped and whirred, monitoring her vital
signs.
My eyes were drawn to the monitor above her head, displaying her vital signs. The steady beep of the heart rate monitor was a small comfort, letting me know that she was stable and alive. I could hear her heartbeat but somehow seeing it written made me feel much better, assured even.
The hospital bed was raised to an incline, with pillows propping her up, making it easier for her to breathe.
The room was brightly lit, with only a few small lamps providing light. The walls were an immaculate white and a tinge of blue and the floors were tiled. There were a few chairs in the corner of the room for visitors and a small table with a vase of flowers. The room was quiet, except for the sound of the machines monitoring her vital signs.
Her hair was matted and unkempt, and there were dark circles under her eyes. While holding her hand and watching her sleep, my mind conjured up images of her lying breathless, the steady thrum of her heart missing in my head. I shut those thoughts off immediately, feeling the rage building inside me. I didn't have an outlet for it, all that was happening was my fault and mine alone.
I thought of what might have happened in that room, I knew no one went in to see her so the possibility of someone hurting her was slim. The thought she might have hurt herself crossed my mind, though I did myself of that notion. She would never do something like that.
Her going through something like that alone and not being able to help her, made me feel weak. That and a mountain of guilt. I had let her down, and her suffering because of my neglect was unbearable.
Daciana leaned on my shoulders, her body shaking with sobs, her tears soaking through my shirt. She was just as scared and worried as I was, if not more.
I patted her on the back, trying to offer her some comfort, but my mind was filled with anger and frustration. Her sobbing made me feel like everything was going downhill, like the walls were closing in around me and the thoughts in my head formed again, the single line of the heart monitor too loud in my head.
"Daciana, please stop crying," I snapped finally, my voice firm and unsympathetic. I was being an asshole and unable to contain my emotions, I couldn't bring myself to care right now. "We need to be strong for Adriana, not adding to her stress by crying." Daciana lifted her me with red, tear- aked eyes. "I'm sorry," she s ffed. "I'm just so scared and worried."
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I sighed, feeling guilty for blowing up at her for nothing. She has grown close to Adriana in the past few days and this must be affecting her negatively, I had to be there for my sister as well as my mate. I hugged her and said, "It's okay. I'm scared too, but we will get through this together."
A doctor entered the room after knocking softly on the door. She was a middle-aged woman with graying hair and a serious expression. She approached Adriana's bed, and after checking her vital signs, she shook her head sorrowfully.
Daciana and I immediately got up from our seats and went to the doctor, our hearts heavy with worry and fear. "Is everything okay?" I asked, my voice trembling.
The doctor looked at us with a grave expression and said, "I need to talk to you both in my office. Please, follow me."
We nodded and followed her out of the room, our hearts pounding with fear and uncertainty. We walked through the hospital, following the doctor in silence, until we reached her office.
Once we were inside, the doctor closed the door and gestured for us to sit down. She sat behind her desk and looked at us with a somber expression.
The office was small and cramped, with shelves lining the walls filled with medical books and journals. There was a small desk with a computer and a stack of papers on it, and a few chairs for visitors to sit in. The room had a faint smell of antiseptic, and the lighting was dim. The walls were painted in a pale yellow, and there were a few posters and diagrams depicting human anatomy hanging on the walls. The room was neat and organized, with everything in its place, and it was clear that the doctor took pride in her workspace. A few certificates and degrees hung on the wall, showcasing the doctor's accomplishments and qualifications. The room had a serious and somber atmosphere, reflecting the nature of the doctor's work.
The thought of what she might say made my blood run cold, I sat frozen, barely hanging on my patience as I waited for her to start talking.