We all got to the hospital and Sihwa slept soundly on his bed after the doctors examined his body and treated him, saying he was going to be fine.
His white hospital gown looked pale on him and who wouldn’t be worried after the doctors removed a bullet from his forehead.
He is a werewolf doesn’t mean he can’t die. Like Kellan said, there was silver in the bullet and I still pulled the trigger.
Can I ever in my life forget what transpired between Sihwa and I?
Sihwa was asleep and had a bandage wrapped around his head. We all stood outside the ward, waiting for him to wake up.
I sat down on the floor because the alphas had taken all the benches to sit on and didn’t care to know where I would sit.
Yet, I didn’t care, and all I thought about was for Sihwa to wake up.
I got up from the floor and strolled to the glass to his ward. I touched the glass and stared at him since the doctor has instructed everyone not to get into the ward until further notice.
However, I saw Sihwa shaking terribly on the bed and his eyes opened and rolled backwards.
I panicked, looked over at Donovan to grab his attention.
“Donovan.” I screamed. “Sihwa…Sihwa is-”
Donovan got up, and the others barged inside the ward and held Sihwa down.
Sihwa kept shaking uncontrollably and his eyes rolled backwards even more. Sihwa panted and fell back to sleep, with his eyes seemingly on the verge of being lost from their sockets.
What just happened?
Why did he give such a reaction? What was happening, and why was he sweating so much when the air conditioner was still on?
Donovan, Kellan, Enzo, Axel, Riot and Zane left him when they all noticed he had calmed down.
I couldn’t walk inside the ward. The scene of seeing the alpha who once saved my life 10 years ago broke me. I almost killed this man with my hands because he murdered Aiden.
I hurt the alpha who saved me from my bullies. Who trained me on how to be a better wolf? A better version of myself. I’m not the only one, right? Who thinks Sihwa is not a bad alpha?
Why is my heart soft against Sihwa? Why am I not hating him? He took the life of Aiden and shattered me.
This alpha ruined my life and killed my people. Why am I crying when I’m supposed to loathe him for leaving fragments in my life?
What am I turning into? Why can’t I stay still? Why is my heart aching and wanting to burst out of my chest?
A week passed, and Sihwa got better, but was still in bed.
I couldn’t go home to take my bath, eat properly or look after myself.
I stayed in the hospital for a week without taking proper care of myself. I laid on the floor and didn’t want to go home until Sihwa woke up.
The guilt of me causing Sihwa pain made me so depressed I couldn’t lift a single thing.
After all, I was responsible, what was happening to him and I can’t be fine while Sihwa is fighting for his life. Even if he got better, according to the doctor, he still hadn’t woken up.
“Wendy.”
I glanced up from the floor and got my upper body up when I saw Gerhard holding food and a jacket.
“Take.” He gave me a large black jacket. “I know you are cold.”
“Thank you.” I took it from him and covered my body with it.
“You need to eat, too. Go home and take a proper bath. It’s been a week.”
“I stink so bad. Don’t I?”
“Werewolves stink a lot, Wendy, when they don’t take a proper bath.”
“I know, but I don’t have the strength to do any of that, Gerhard. I can’t take care of myself when Sihwa hasn’t woken up. Sihwa must be fine.” I mumbled. “I want to hear he is okay before I…”
“Wendy.” I shivered when Gerhard rested his hands on my shoulders. “You need to go home and take care of yourself. Haven’t taken your bath in days, brushed your mouth, with many other things you are required to do. You need to do this and take care of yourself if you truly care about him. You can’t let Sihwa wake up and perceive how dirty you are right now. He doesn’t like dirt. So, I want the driver to take you home and don’t stay here on the floor anymore. You might catch a cold.”
“Sihwa is still asleep. I can’t-”
“Listen,” he cut me short, “we are both Omegas. Emotionally connected to the people we love. I know this is hard for you, but don’t lose yourself. And you will soon have your heat too. It is dangerous to stay here with the alphas. It’s your time of the month…”
“How do you know it’s my time of the month?”
“That doesn’t matter right now-”
“You’ve also been watching over me, Gerhard, isn’t it?”
“Have you forgotten I’m your mate? I can smell you and know when it’s your time of the month. Go home. Sihwa would be fine-”
“How did Aiden die, Gerhard?” My hot tears dropped. “Tell me, Gerhard. Who truly killed my parents?”
“You are losing weight, Wendy. Sihwa wouldn’t be happy if he woke up and saw you like this.”
“Why are all of you keeping me in the dark?” I burst into tears and ignored my stinging eyes. “Aiden is dead, Gerhard. Don’t you feel it?” I shouted. “Aiden is dead.” I cried so much I lost my strength and wept so badly, like my life depended on it. “Why are you acting as if you don’t know what is happening? I don’t want to be a murderer. I was angry because of Sihwa, but I didn’t want to kill him. That wasn’t part of the plan.”
“What wasn’t part of the plan?” He roared, walked up to me, and grabbed my collars after pushing Gerhard away from me and pulled me up to my feet. “Talk to me, whore. What wasn’t part of the plan?” He yelled at my face. “Talk before I punch the fuck out of you.”
“Riot.” Gerhard touched him. “Stop! Don’t hurt her.”
“Get your homophobic hands off me.” He lashed out at Gerhard and turned to me. “You’ve been acting crappy lately. Snuggling up to the wall like a horny little bitch for the past seven days. You put us through this mess and you…you say it wasn’t part of the plan. Are you nut?”
“Riot.” I murmured. “Let me go.” He slapped the left side of my cheek so hard and the right side of my head hit the wall behind me so hard I felt blood flowing down my head.
“Don’t call my name from that stupid mouth of yours.”
“WENDY.” Gerhard screamed, grabbed him and punched Riot on his nose.