Chapter 39 039
Danica's POV
I knew nothing about some spies. And Alexander's name was just a fucking cover but it worked, beyond my expectations.
Knowing the kind of woman Renee was, she was likely going to attack Sarah and every nurse in the clinic. But that was the point of all these, wasn't it? Making life a living hell for one another.
I might be an Omega. A weak spineless one that throws herself into the arms of the Alpha himself, but I wasn't stupid. I wasn't a fool and I won't stand for anyone taking me as one.
I was careful enough not to drag the residents into this because of Vera. I might be feeling very vengeful right now but I still know very well what consideration means.
As for the Nurses and Sarah? None of them has ever treated me like a person since I got here.
"Alexander?! You even have the guts to call the Alpha by his name now? Listen to me, you little piece of trash. You making it to the trial by giving out the only thing you have as a woman doesn't mean you're special to him. You're just one of the many girls he'd take to his bed and dispose of when he's done." She muttered with mischief glinting her eyes.
That stung.
I mean, it's not like I've slept with him. And it's not as if I didn't know of the fact that I was fated to be dumped. That's the only reason why I couldn't come clean about the mate bond anyway. But hearing her say it like I was a common whore who doesn't know her place even after going through six difficult surgeries without assistance made it bite hard.
"You know darn well that's not true, Doctor Renee. I mean, that is only if you don't think I spread my legs for the Alpha and somehow got some supernatural abilities to perform surgeries through sex. Or do you?" I muttered, jaw clenched tightly for her incoming slap and she didn't disappoint.
"Get out, you stupid bitch. Now!" She yelled and I turned to leave immediately, hand fixed shakily on my obviously swollen cheek.
I felt so stupid and offended but as if that wasn't enough, I was attacked by the fuming guardian as soon as I stepped out.
"You stupid murderer. You killed my mate in the guise of what? Winning a trial? You're going to die with him, you devil. I promise you" her voice sounded hoarse from all the yelling and crying.
"He's been unconscious for hours. It's been seven hours now but he's not awake. What are you going to do about it?!" She continued to yell and I interlocked my ten fingers, approaching her with sincere guilt and concern but she came at me with claws and fangs.
Thankfully, the guards stopped her before she could get to me. They've been there for a while, since she began acting out. They were probably worried she would go all berserk and inconvenience the other patients.
"I'm sorry, ma'am. I didn't mean to go against your non-consent decision. I only did what I was told to do..."
"Liar! You're such a liar. The Doctor already told me who you really are. She let me know just how much of a scheming bitch you could be and right now, I can't believe I doubted her!" She threw back with sheer hatred and I felt the back of my eyes burn with tears.
I didn't even know what hurt more. Getting lashed out by another hurting woman? Or the fact that my surgery might be unsuccessful to crown it all at this point?
"My Tyler won't die alone, you bitch! I will make sure someone accompanies him and you can just guess who that will be." She spat, struggling against the grip of the guards on her arms.
"Watch you back!" She added, finally letting herself get dragged out.
The words echoed over and over again, sending layers of goosebumps erupting all over my skin.
"She didn't mean that, did she?" I asked no one in particular but deep down I had a feeling she wasn't just spewing empty threats.
I saw that fire that thirsts for a payback burn in her eyes and it made me feel spooky the entire day.
A heated conversation accompanied with five painful slaps didn't stop Renee from assigning those god-damned, unimportant tasks to me when I should be looking after my vegetative patient.
My joints began to feel really sluggish and heavy from straining myself too hard but the heavens would probably collapse if the Doctor decides to have a tiny bit of consideration in her venomous heart.
"Doctor Dani!!! Doctor Dani...." Vera's yells sliced through the spinning world around me, snapping me right back to reality as my hands halted amidst the pile of documents in front of me.
"What is it?" I asked, as she came into view, gasping for air from running from wherever it was she was coming from.
"The patient... The patient..." She murmured incoherently, making my blood run cold.
"The patient what?" I asked, practically stopping myself from giving into the temptation of fainting.
"He stopped responding to treatments, his monitor keeps deteriorating..." I didn't let her complete the statement before rushing out of the Documentary Room, only to run straight into Renee.
"And where do you think you're going?" She asked, hands tucked gracefully into the pockets of her white coat.
"To check on my patient" I responded, still trying to leave but she wasn't done with me yet.
"You're done with the documents, right? I mean, you can't possibly be brazen enough to leave a task I gave you for some patient that's bound to die, right?" She asked, raising a questioning brow at me and my blood literally froze, if that was in any way possible.
"Trust me, Omega. You don't want to see the bad side of me and while you're at it, do those tasks properly, and completely. Unless you're done with those, you shouldn't even think of leaving this room, darling" She muttered sternly, eyes blazing with venom even as her lips curled into a slight smirk as she turned and walked away.
Without even as much as a glance back towards the entrance I just walked out of, I stormed towards the ICU. The worst that could happen was that I got killed, alongside my entire family... And I had none to be fair. So nothing. Just my pathetic little life.
The consequences of my actions were obvious. She had no say in whether I lost my life or not. Alexander does. The worst she could do was push me harder until I nearly collapsed from working and walking around circles. And she did just that.
I was released three hours later than my normal closing time.
It was already dark out when I headed back towards the north wing. But for the past five minutes since I've been walking, there was this uneasy feeling of being watched closely.
It didn't help that there was one single sentence repeating itself in my head the whole time. 'WATCH YOUR BACK'
I whirled around fast. Too fast. Hoping I would catch something this time. But again there was nothing.
Maybe it was just a side effect of working too hard.
All it took was three more steps, one clean swipe and then nothing. Just darkness.