Chapter 93: Awake

Five months later

''You think she can hear me.'' Bernard asked, tensed as he stared at Victoria, who was kept in a coma for the past five months. Every week he came to see her, the doctors would always tell him it wasn't the right time to wake her until today when the doctor gave the go ahead.

''Yes, she is fine, she is just scared of opening her eyes.'' the surgeon standing beside him spoke up.

''Victoria.'' He spoke almost in a whisper and squeezed her left hand.

''If you can hear me, then I beg you to please show me a sign. I'm the only one here and no one would hurt you.''he pleaded as fear ran down his spine.

He waited for several minutes but got no reactions from her.

''She is not…'' Those words did not leave his mouth before she pinched his hand, which was holding hers.

''Victoria, Victoria!'' He spoke excitedly as she continued squeezing his hand, giving him signals that she could actually hear him.

''If you can hear, please try to open your eyes.'' He pleaded and planted kisses on her hand while he waited for a response from her.

Victoria could hear his voice in her head, but it was faint. It felt like he was whispering words, and she was finding it difficult to hear him properly.

''If you can hear me, please try to open your eyes.'' She heard those words from him and tried opening her eyes to his request, but a memory reflected in her brain which made her screamed, forcefully opened her eyes and arched her back forward before she fell back on the bed with a heavy thud and pants heavily.

The nurse placed a pillow behind her neck and made her sit on the bed while her back leaned on the pillow.

''Victoria.'' Bernard rushed to her and gave her a tight hug as he felt all the tensed muscles in him relaxed and his heart pound speedily.

For the past five months, he has simply had one request, and that is for Victoria to wake out having no complications.

Exhaling deeply, he squeezed her to himself and sniffed her alluring scent before he tenderly pulled her away.

Her sea-blue eyes, which were the most favorite thing he loves about her, looks dull and full of confusion.

''Where are we?'' Victoria asked as she glared around while meeting gaze with over four doctors who wore a big smile on their faces, like they just resurrected her from the dead.

''Hospital, Vicky, we are in the hospital,'' Bernard replied with a big smile on his face as he raised her two hands and placed kisses on them.

Victoria was confused as she stared at the doctors who were having huge smile on their faces which she found really strange and odd.

She turned her gaze back to Bernard, who wore a big smile, but she could still notice he was sad, tensed, and worried, which made her remembered why she was here in the first place.

''He… he.'' She struggled to speak as she remembered alpha Derick's betrayal, she remembered his words to her while the brutal beating of the men flashed in her head and made her quickly went for her face and touched it only to realized her face was bandaged.

''My… my…'' Victoria tried to speak as tears loiter in her eyes threatening to fall,

''Stay calm Vicky, everything is fine.'' Bernard assured her and took hold of her two hands, while his heart skipped with fear, as he contemplates on how he was going to break the News to her.

Victoria noticed the worried look on Bernard's face and knew something was definitely wrong, and it has to do with her face.

''It's damaged, right?'' She asked with tears filled eyes.

'No, no.'' Bernard shook his head and moved closer to her before placing a kiss on her forehead. He fixed his gaze on her and stared at the doctors, who gave him a go ahead nod, before he moved his gaze back to her.

He was freaking out because he doesn't know how she would react to the news he was going to break to her. For the past five months, he has been making rehearsals for this day, when he would look Victoria into the eyes and break this news to her.

''I have something to tell you,'' He murmured to himself.

''Go on, what could be worse than being buried alive by your own kind.'' She scoffed bitterly and waited for him to break whatever bad news he had for her.

''Actually, we are in France.'' He spoke up

''France.'' Victoria raised her eyebrows, confused.

''Yeah, we are here because…'' He paused and swallowed nervously.

''Your face got disfigured and is badly damaged.'' He spoke out this time to her hearing. Hearing those words from him did not take Victoria as a surprise, in fact, that was what she was expecting to hear from him the moment she realizes her face was bandaged.

''But…'' He continued, which got Victoria curious on what he has to say.

''Are the werewolves and vampires still searching for me?'' She asked, but not in fear. She wasn't scared of anything, not even death himself.

''No, everyone thinks you are dead.'' He replied

''How is that possible.'' She asked

''We will talk about that, but for now, I really need to tell you something really important…'' He murmured and took in a deep breath.

''We are in the best hospital in France which is known for their great works on…'' He paused and met eyes with Victoria, who blinked her lashes uncomfortably. Something about her doesn't seem right, and she could feel it. Her voice sounded different in her ears and her face felt uncomfortable, but she ignored it because she knew she was badly injured, and her face was bandaged.

''Say what you wanna say Bernard, believe me I've heard the worst.'' She said those words, referring to the words she heard from alpha Derick as he pushed her away.

''This hospital is known for their brilliant works on face transplants.'' He whispered almost to himself as his heart raced with fear.

''So…'' Victoria asked, confused, as she noticed the worried look on his face and felt he was indeed tensed.

''What is it…'' He did not let her finished before he cut in

''A face transplant was done on you, Vicky, you had a face transplant!'' He blurted out.