Chapter 47 Chapter 47
ALPHA XANDER'S POV
"Why is she not awake?" I growled at the doctor who was still checking out Adriana. I didn't think she would appreciate being taken back to the hospital so I had the doctor sent over. It was unfortunately not the same woman that treated her at the hospital. She lived out of town and wouldn't be here until morning. I was left with this fumbling, incompetent man treating my mate.
I've growled at him in warning more than five times since he got here ten minutes ago. I didn't have time to change her and since she had a few scratches on her back that weren't healing like they would have if she had a wolf, I had no choice but to leave her in the stupid clothes. The single glare I shot after he got here told him not to look beyond where he wasn't treating. That at least he has abided by. It was the only thing he has done right since he got here.
"I don't know alpha. Maybe she just needs to sleep, she seems tired." He stuttered through the words like a total weak ass. I sneered and growled for him to leave the room. The only thing he did was clean the few scratches on her back and feet and bandage them, something I would have managed perfectly well by myself if I had known he would do anything. I wanted an experienced medical doctor to give me the clear and assure me that she was fine. He did nothing but help aggravate me further with his unsteady stands.
Donovan still hasn't messaged me regarding the man who had hit her, which meant he was dealing with it. If it was something serious, he would have surely communicated.
I closed the door the doctor left open, being more annoyed at him for doing that. I flickered the main lights of the room off after I walked back to the bed, the only ones on were the bedside lamps. Compared to the full lights, it was so dim that I mostly relied on my eyesight.
I considered slipping into the bed beside Adriana after I tucked her in, keeping two pillows on both her sides, the one near her back was a bit further back so she doesn't make much contact with it, while the one in the front was closer, propping her so she remained on her side. Her lying on her back would hurt her more and might even make her wounds bleed.
I changed my mind and instead walked to the chaise before lowering myself into it. It was entirely too small, not even giving me room to bring my legs up. I could always go to my room, or even take Adriana there with me. It was big enough that she wouldn't even feel me with her. I didn't know how she would feel about that, she hasn't exactly warmed up to me and doing something like that might just scare her away.
I was trying to win her back, not push her further away. My thoughts were filled with her and what I was going to do to make all of the shit I did better. I ended up drifting off to sleep that way. It was a restless sleep, even in that state, my state of worry for her stopped me from having any rest.
Knocking outside the door pulled me from my light sleep. I stretched in the cramped seat, my bones making sickening sounds as I stretched and stood up to my full light. The lamps were still on, illuminating the room in hushed tones. I walked to the door and opened it, the scent of the person behind the doors was expected so I didn't mind.
The maid bowed, jumping a little when she saw me instead of Adriana. She must have expected her to be alone. I didn't sleep up here mostly, unless I was very free or I stayed up late and just decided it would be better to have a goodnight's rest in my bed.
"Good morning alpha," she whispered meekly. Her hands tremble around the tray she was holding and a few glasses rattle before she manages to balance them. "I didn't know you were up here, should your breakfast be brought up?" she asked, not missing a beat and looking more confident than she did the first time, her eyes though were still downcast.
My brows almost disappear into my hairline when I raise them. "Why are you bringing breakfast so early? What time is it?" I looked around the hallway that I knew didn't have a clock hidden somewhere, I still looked around nevertheless.
"It's a few minutes past nine," I cursed lowly and took off in the direction of my room. Leaving the maid standing there, more confused than ever.
I could have sworn I'd only closed my eyes for five minutes. Nothing more, nothing less. When I was behind the closed door, I mind linked the maid and told her to inform me of any changes with Adriana. If she was confused as to why I made that request, she didn't question me. She is one of the few people I could trust around my mate without them having any ill intention. She has been working here for so long and is very close to the family.
'How is it going over there?" I asked Donovan, through the mindlink also when I was getting ready for a quick shower. On a normal basis -normal, as in before I met Adriana-I would have opted for a bath with the help of three women from my harem. The thought of anyone touching me but her made something acidic churns in my stomach.
Donovan doesn't reply though he heard me perfectly well. It made my already bad mood dampen and I hastened through the shower so I could go down there and see what was happening for myself. I wanted to punish that fucking wolf myself. He would regret ever being born, not only walking into my territory.
ADRIANA'S POV
The sun was warm on my skin and a small moan like groan escaped my lips. My whole body felt sore, so much that even lifting my hands felt like a lot of work. The first thing I took note of when I was fully awake was the stinging pain in my back. I tried to move to my left when I felt something that had me pausing, it made me forget the pain. I felt enclosed in a seemingly tight place and that forced my eyes open, immediately wanting to reach out for something. Something I wasn't even sure what it was but I knew I needed it.
I managed to turn after grumbling under my breath for more than two minutes if I counted right. I knew I was alone in the room even before I fully woke up, but someone had to have been there before that. I could vaguely remember the feeling of being watched, even in my sleep. I think I woke up through the course of the night, and I felt someone else in the room but I couldn't remember, I wasn't even sure that was true. Most of what happened last night seemed like a dream, something though told me it wasn't.
Xander was in this room, his sandalwood scent was faint but still present in the room. So, maybe not all of last night was a dream. He did enter the room and I ran out. I looked down at my hands, the sun streaming in through the drawn blinds. It was a light color so it didn't fully dim the lights.
Forcing myself to sit on my elbow, I groaned in pain when I felt like something prick my skin. It had even been the first thing I felt when I woke up. I couldn't remember how I got the wound because for sure it wasn't like this last night. Or maybe, the Goddess was punishing me for lying to Daciana about not being able to walk by giving me a reason. Karma really was a bitch.
My feet felt as sore as my back if not worse and when I caught sight of the white bandage, my brow furrowed as I tried to search my memories for what must have happened and why I felt like I'd been hit by a two hundred pound truck. If Xander was in the room, did it mean the rest of it wasn't a dream and that wolf attacked me?
My head was throbbed as I tried to force myself to remember all that happened, everything was starting to look more real, the dream I had was more vague in my head. The pain intensified but I didn't stop, wanting to know everything. My curiosity was forcing me to push myself to my limit
Footsteps interrupted my thoughts, I looked up at the same time the person stopped outside the door and knocked. It was a female from her flowery scent. She opened the door and first peeped in before entering, she had a maid's uniform on and a welcoming smile on her lips. Ignoring the way my back protested, I propped myself up and leaned back against the pillows.
"Hi, dear." Her voice was calm and gentle. She looked like she was in her mid to late forties but she had to be older than that. You couldn't tell lycans by their appearance. Yet, another advantage they have over wolves. They didn't age and could live for more than five centuries, especially when they had royal blood.
"I came in earlier but you were asleep." She walked further and stopped when she was a few meters away from me on the bed. She looked younger from up close, the wrinkles were not very prominent on her bronze skin. She had her dark brown hair tied in a low bun, the edges probably a little too tight from how it looked.
"Oh," was all I managed to say. She didn't pay much attention to my lack of giving a more broad reply as she stepped up and helped me adjust the pillows behind me.
"Yes, the alpha was here with you. He said to tell him if you needed anything. Does your back still hurt?" she spoke without pausing. She unknowingly confirmed my suspicion about Xander being here.
All that happened last night wasn't a dream and I did get attacked! The realization should have been frightening but that wasn't what had me sitting up. The multiple questions running through my mind weren't even focused on that. It was weird that it wasn't even part of the first things I considered and I had to agree something was majorly wrong with me. I must have hit my head very hard when I fell because it was the only thing that could explain why in the world, what I wanted to know most was where I stood with Xander and if to him, he had caught me or not.
That and if he would go through with the promise he made. I really needed to get my head checked.