Chapter 17 017
Danica's POV
From being the wolfless outcast who doesn't know her place and butts into an operation where her help wasn't appreciated, to being an official doctor on trial at the pack's royal clinic. Everything happened so fast, I barely had any time to process it.
Just less than an hour ago, I was apologizing endlessly to a doctor who apparently had more experience than I do, even after getting slapped. And here I am now, assuring Alexander that I wouldn't let him down in the one-week trial. Just a week ago, I was still sneaking in and out of the woods to treat patients who barely escaped rogue attacks or those that got trapped in the cunning traps.
I wanted to keep my talent a secret because I didn't trust those people I called family.
They call me useless... an outcast... someone way beneath them at any chance they got. They never fail to remind me how much of a failure I was without my wolf and, long ago, I learned to realize that no matter what I did, it would always be wrong to them so long as I didn't have my wolf. But maybe it will be different now. The wolfless outcast managed to snag a one-week trial order from the Alpha himself. I just have to make this one week a success and maybe... Just maybe, my family won't look at me the same condescending way they always did.
It seemed so surreal, I had to pinch myself absentmindedly. In one week, I will become a doctor, professionally. Not just some sneaky ass doctor who chickens out of my family's sight because she is scared of what they might think.
My father would be proud of me for once. And Alpha Alexander wants me to meet up with his expectations... not that I have any idea what they might be. Which is one of the many reasons why I can't afford to mess this up.
Another reason, which was the main reason, was because this has always been my dream. To become a renowned doctor whom the pack or anyone around me could rely on to save patients that other doctors think there isn't hope to save. That way, mom would be proud of me too, and maybe, just maybe, she'll forgive me eventually for being such a useless daughter when she needed me the most.
"What?" "Are you suddenly regretting taking on the challenge? It's too late to back out now, even if you cry a river" Alexander's voice pierced through my subconsciousness, snapping me back to reality in an instant.
"What! No... no, I wasn't crying..." I stuttered, stepping back as he stopped walking to face me.
"No? Your face is sweating then?" he asked, mischief and a tiny bit of irritation lacing his tone as he took one step closer to me.
I stepped back.
"No... I wasn't sweating in my face! Something-- got into my eyes" I muttered defiantly, almost slapping myself for stuttering like a scared cat.
"Why do you always avoid me, Danica? Are you really that scared of me?" he asked, taking another step... one I'd vowed not to avoid but still ended up taking another step back.
"No... that is absurd... I'm not scared of death itself... well, maybe I am, a little bit... but why would I be scared of you?" I asked with a nervous and awkward laugh that didn't even reach my pharynx talk more of my heart.
Of course, anyone would be scared of Alpha Alexander. He was a man that would end the lives of hundreds without batting an eyelid. And yeah, I was scared of him at first, but that only lasted until he pinned me to that wall and kissed me like I was his lifeline. Like he needed me just as much as I wanted him.
Right now, it wasn't about him. It was me. I'm scared of myself anytime I'm around him. It had only been just a kiss, and I wanted him more than I'd ever wanted any of my previous mates. My body zings with alarm whenever he's near, my once dormant wolf incessantly speaks and marks her territory whenever he's close.
At some point, I began to fear the moment I'd give in to the mate's pull and let it slip that he was my mate. I can't let that happen, especially not now that my dreams are beginning to look real. I can't afford him to find out and realize the doctor he hired was his wolfless mate. What if he kicks me out because he can't stand the sight of me?
"Your actions contrast terribly with your words, mamacita. Why is that?" he asked again, voice dangerously low as he took yet another step closer.
"I..."
"Do you still think I'm going to hurt you?" he asked, the next step effortlessly trapping me to the wall of the hallway. The hallway was long, broad, I feared someone might just see us like this.
"No... it's not that. I just--"
"You what?" he whispered, tipping my chin up until I was looking right at him. While his gaze settled on somewhere else entirely; my lips.
The stupid part of my body parted in a soundless moan, my senses dissipating in bits even before he made the move to kiss me.
"You're just as attracted to me as I am to you. You want to deny it, but your body says a different story entirely. You can't control yourself around me just as I can't around you. In short, you're scared of yourself anytime I come too close, little Doc" he muttered, reading right through me like a piece of open book documented in front of him.
"I..." The trailed off, in an attempt to defend myself, even if there was nothing to defend.
"Don't fight it... because I'm not going to" he murmured huskily, trailing his thumb over my lower lip, slowly, tortuously, leaving me breathless.
'Goddess, please... help me not to fall into this standing temptation in front of me' I prayed, but hell, would a prayer save me from this sinfully attractive piece of sin just inches away from claiming my lips.
"You might want to rethink your decision to hire me after putting me through trial..." I blurted before I could stop myself.
Anything to stop me from being kissed to oblivion one more time in one fvcking day.
"I don't think so?" he muttered, pausing for a bit, while his hand still remained on my chin. But he wasn't one to stop without a convincing enough reason to do so. "I don't even have my wolf. A wolfless... wolf isn't qualified to treat patients who are way stronger than she is" I muttered quickly, wanting to make things clear in case he forgot I was just a wolfless, useless omega. Yet, hoping he stayed away. I knew I couldn't be more wrong when he muttered:
"I still don't think so" then pulled me closer and crashed his lips against mine, hotly, urgently... claiming, devouring, forcing my hard suppressed moan out of my lungs.