Chapter 29: A sleeping portion

The room instantly fell silent the moment Hazel's voice fell.

No one had ever cursed the Alpha in such a way ever. Not just Matilda, but the physician, Albert was shocked speechless.

He glanced at the petite woman in front of him and could not help but wonder where she got her guts from. Was she not afraid that the Alpha would order for her death and feed her body to the vultures or something?

Even he, who had been beside the Alpha for years, does not dare speak to him in such a manner.

Damien’s hand paused and slowly, his eyes turned cold, like a winter steel.

He gave her a look and snorted, “If you want to curse me, do that somewhere else, you are not needed here.”

Hazel scoffed and mocked coldly, “Relax. If you die, I will make sure proper care is given to your grave.”

Damien gritted his teeth, he wished that he could just strangle the woman alive. Who curses other people to death right in front of them?

“I never knew that this is how you were trained to treat someone who just saved your life.” Damien said, staring at her with a smile that wasn’t quite one.

Hearing that, Hazel's mocking smile faltered slightly and she glared at Damien like a snake whose tail had just been stepped on.

“What, did I ask you to save me? Since you know you can not handle a single arrow, why push yourself to it? Do you think I will feel grateful to you? In your dreams, Alpha.” She spat, not even bothered that other people were in the chamber.

Matilda quickly lowered her head, regretting her decision to bring Hazel here in the first place. She just knew that after the Alpha gets well, she was doomed to receive a punishment.

She should have expected it.

Hazel could be polite in front of others, but towards Damien, she would turn to a little firecracker.

Even physician Albert swallowed nervously, his gaze darting between Hazel and Damien as an oppressive aura permeated in the chamber.

Damien turned his gaze to Matilda and ordered, “Take her away and leave.”

Matilda gulped, then cleared her throat. “Hazel, let’s go. You shouldn’t be here.”

Hazel rolled her eyes, “Not like I want to be here too.” She retorted and was about to turn when Damien’s body swayed slightly.

It was almost subtle, but those close to him could see it and Physician Albert quickly rushed over to help support him.

However, Damien pushed his hands away, refusing his help without a change in his eyes. But the flash of pain in his eyes could not be ignored.

Having always seen Damien strong and active, his weak state was something Hazel had not witnessed before and for some reason, the harsh words she was about to utter caught in her throat.

Fresh blood has already soaked his wound, the sight almost gruesome.

Physician Albert frowned, “Alpha, you can’t continue to over-exert yourself like this. Have you forgotten that you are in your…” Albert seemed to have thought of something and he paused mid-sentence. “You don’t have to sleep, just rest and allow the medicine you’ve been given to work.”

Damien shook his head, “I can’t miss the usual meeting this morning, they will start suspecting that something is wrong.”

“But…”

“I said I’m fine.” Damien argued stubbornly and even Hazel who was watching got annoyed.

She scoffed, stormed over angrily and right under the eyes of the three people, she pressed down on Damien’s shoulder and unexpectedly, he fell back to the edge of the bed.

“Rest now before I knock you out myself.” She threatened coldly and Damien stiffened.

Albert watched, mouth agape.

Yet, Damien really sat still, only glaring at Hazel like a beast who wanted to tear her apart. But surprisingly, she was not scared, even though she could not understand why she was not afraid.

Albert hesitated slightly for a few seconds, but then spoke up, “The toxin is reacting aggressively, the Alpha might have to take another cup of the detoxifying herbal mixture. But afterwards, he can’t aggravate his wounds or the toxin again, it must be allowed to settle and purge out of his system naturally.”

Hazel turned to him with her arms folded, “Can you give him more sedative so he can sleep?”

Albert shook his head, “Actually, sedatives don’t work on the Alpha, no matter how potent they are. I just invented this new sedative, hoping it could at least make him sleep for even an hour, but as expected, it did not work.”

Hazel furrowed her brows, “So, there is no other way?”

Albert glanced at Damien and back at Hazel, then he gritted his teeth, “Actually, there is one way.”

Damien’s head shot up and he gave Albert a look.

“Albert…” He called warningly, but Albert did not listen.

“Two days ago, the Alpha slept for more than four hours straight after years of having insomnia. And he slept when he was together with you.”

Hazel blinked, “Meaning?”

“What I mean is that since the Alpha was able to sleep in your presence, we may try that again and see if it would work again.”

Damien’s gaze darkened as he shot him a lethal glare.

“Why will I need her presence to be able to sleep?” He retorted angrily, but no one listened to him for the first time.

Hazel stared at Albert like he had spoken nonsense, her eyes slightly wide in disbelief and something that could be described as surprise.

“So now I’m a sleeping potion too?” She asked sarcastically and Albert gave a stiff smile.

“Enough,” Damien said. “Leave.”

But Hazel remained standing.

Albert gave Hazel a look, then turned to leave with Matilda.

“You too.” Damien added, staring at Hazel.

She rolled her eyes, “Of course. I am…staying here.”

“You…”

“Yes, I am staying here. What can a poisoned man like you do about it?”