Chapter 156 Her Fears
Kristen's POV
When the concussion made me pass out, I thought I would wake up several hours later and find myself still lost in the woods.
But I am back home again.
Is this even real?
How did Theodore help us out of there?
Did Calhoun come to our rescue at last?
"Don't move," The doctor instructs in a firm tone, he's wrapping a bandage around my head.
"I need to see my son and my husband, "I breathe out.
"I'll go get them, but you need to stay like this and let me finish," he instructs me.
While I just shut my eyes because I can't even nod at this point. It hurts to stay awake. My wolf is suffering the same thing as me, so she can't even help me.
Thirty minutes later...
"Kristen," my eyes open to the familiar voice of my mate and husband.
Calhoun takes careful strides to my side because he has Aiden in the baby carrier
And my heart swells at the sight because Calhoun is truly here. He's here at last.
"I'm so sorry you had to go through that," the fear in his eyes is enough to make my throat tighten. Because I was scared I would never get to see him again.
For a moment, tears threaten to blur
my vision, but I blink them away.
Because I don't want my husband to worry for my sake more than he
already does.
"Aiden cried all night, it was his first
time spending a night without you,"
Calhoun tells me quietly.
"Oh, I am so sorry," my voice is
croaked as if I am using it for the first
time.
And the look on my son's face is as if he's going to cry again.
"Can I hold him?" I ask because Aiden is stretching his hands out to me.
"You're not strong enough to do that," The doctor disagrees with this, and it's just frustrating. With the way, Aiden is staring at me with so much need.
"You need to rest, Kristen. We'll stay by your side," Calhoun puts a little distance between us by moving backward, because he's scared he'll
hurt me if he's too close to me.
It's upsetting, that I am stuck in this
kind of position where I can't even hold my son. And it's clear whoever this Theodore guy is, he came to ruin my life.
Is the mate thing even real?
How did Theodore even bring me back?
Speaking of Theodore, did he tell
Calhoun what happened? How he
caused the accident?
Is Calhoun currently holding him
hostage?
How will Calhoun feel if Theodore tells
him we're mates?
Maybe he won't because he's afraid of
Calhoun.
And I doubt Calhoun even knows someone like him.
The thoughts flowing through my
mind are enough to make my brain hurt even more.
"How long will she be like this?" Calhoun questions the doctor, upon examining my face.
"We need to give her at least three days to recuperate properly," the doctor informs him after taking a
careful look into my eyes with a tiny torch light.
Calhoun thins his lips and nods. This is to show he's already exasperated enough.
But thankfully, I am back home And hopefully, I'll never get to see Theodore of whoever he is, anymore.
He'll be doing himself a great deal of good if he chooses to hide for as long as possible, but on the other hand, if we're truly mates, then I need to reject him as fast as possible.
But a few hours later, I start pondering
if it's a dream. Because I see someone that bears an uncanny resemblance to Theodore, sneaking into my room.
"Kristen..." He shuts the door quietly. "It's the concussion, I'm probably seeing you because you're yet to turn
yourself in for causing the accident," I say to myself upon thinking my concussion is starting to make me see
things.
And Theodore's eyes darken with guilt.
"I am so sorry," he whispers and quickly throws a quick shoulder glance as if to check if someone is out there.
And my eyes are as big as saucers.
"What are you doing here?" Confusion is stunning my brain.
"I came to apologize," He puts his hands in his pockets.
"How did you even locate my room?" I can't help but ask.
"I live here," he replies. "What?" I would have sat upright in bewilderment if I wasn't in so much
pain.
"It's true, I was the intruder from two nights ago. My younger sister and I. Calhoun let us into his pack," Theodore tells me with his unshaky
eyelids showing that he's, in fact, telling the truth.
And his whole explanation just sounds ridiculous to my ears.
Is he being serious?
He's the rogue who Calhoun let in, and
now he's my second mate?
I just need to wake up from this stupid dream and it'll be over for good. Footsteps approaching the door make
Theodore tremble. And I don't need
anyone to tell me it's my husband because I know it's him.
"You need to get out now, Calhoun cannot see you like this," I hiss between clenched teeth because it's
obvious he's out to put me in trouble, even in my current state.
"I can't leave, he's already at the door, "Theodore is already at his feet, looking for a spot to hide.
"You never should have come here in
the first place," I whisper-yell upon seeing him rolling and hiding under the bed.
"I had to check up on you, to see how you're recuperating," Theodore says from under from under the bed
Why won't he just shut up?
The need to smack him so hard in the
face is overwhelming because he's just infuriating.
"Once I am well, I will reject you ASAP
to end it all. You've done enough damage already."
"Who are you talking to?" Calhoun is
already inside with a slight frown spreading across his face.
"Nobody," I hate myself for lying because it's almost like I'm cheating on him. But there's nothing I can do
about it. Telling the truth will just complicate things at this point. "I overheard a male voice," Calhoun
has this unsure look on his face as he
nears the window.
"No, that was probably just me groaning in pain," I hold my eyes open
to keep from closing them in dismay because it just feels so wrong to lie like
this to a man who has cared so much for me right from the start. But it's still for the best because I am trying to protect him.
Calhoun sits on the bed, holds my
hand up to his lips, and presses a quick kiss to it.
"I don't feel too much pain as before,"
I tell Calhoun, something which isn't even a lie. He's been unusually quiet and it's making me anxious because if he finds Theodore under my bed like this, he'll think of me as a blatant liar. And that's the last thing I want. "You'll be out of here in two days," Calhoun assures me as he lies next to
me on the bed.
Thankfully he's not talking about the noise again, or staring around the room like a predator waiting for his prey to come out of its hiding place. "How's Aiden?" I ask, trying to ease
the tension in me
"I fed him before I came here,"
Calhoun traces his fingers on my bandage.
"Is he crying a lot?" I ask quietly.
"It's nothing I can't handle," Calhoun's eyes soften with so much affection as he studies my face.
"I don't want him to fall ill," I say, meaning it.
"He won't." Calhoun strokes my chin
as he watches my face intently.
Shit, I don't feel too comfortable like
this because I'm scared something will
go wrong. What if Theodore sniffs dust
under the bed and sneezes heavily? Or
maybe he coughs out loud?
The only way Theodore can get out of
here is if Calhoun leaves. And what if someone catches Theodore sneaking out of my room and makes it known to
Calhoun?
So many things can go wrong right now, but I am silently praying in my
heart
and hoping nothing happens because I am not cheating on Calhoun
and I won't. Even if this second mate
thing is enough to make me waver, I
won't fall for it.
"I won't ask you anything about the accident until you tell me yourself," Calhoun averts my attention back to
him.
Staring deeply into his blue eyes, I
manage to nod at him.
"I love you," Calhoun whispers as he
puts his face lightly on my neck. And frigging Theodore is still hiding under the bed, hearing everything. Quietly, I make a vow to secretly reject Theodore without Calhoun's knowledge, so things will go back to the way they were before.