“Yeah, you need to air this fucker out. I’m going to take a nap. Come on, Piper.”
He drags our beautiful Alpha to his room and leaves me to clean up my romantic gesture. I smile to myself, feeling like the luckiest Alpha who ever lived.
CHAPTER43
Ialmost forget that my last name is now Bandnin as the doctor calls us back to see Owen. The circumstances were completely different than the last time I was in a hospital setting waiting to see how my Omega was doing.
“You know, you’re lucky I love you so much. Changing my name was a pain in the ass.”
“I know, Doctor Bandnin,” Alexi snarks, taking my hand in his.
When we walk in the room, Owen looks less than impressed and groggy.
“He may be a little out of it, but the procedure went well. It should help with his heat cycles, making them shorter and less frequent.”
“Cream pies are going to take on a whole new meaning,” Owen says, and I have to stifle a laugh in my elbow.
“The anesthesia should wear off soon, and he’ll be good to go home.”
“Thank you,” I tell the doctor as Alexi and I go to his bedside.
“How are you feeling?”
“Like an old man just fondled my balls.” This time, Alexi barks out a laugh, and I can’t hide my own amusement.
“Well, this should help with your heats.”
“Mmmhmm, can I get some Reese’s?”
“Yeah, baby, as soon as we leave.”
“No babies, just creampies,” he says, and I squeeze his arms.
“Time to get you home. I’m going to take care of you until I start work on Monday.”
“We’re both going to take care of you,” Alexi says, and I nod in agreement. Alexi and Owen have just been enjoying retirement so far. I can tell they don’t like being cooped up in the house all the time, so I know it’s only a matter of time until they plan out their next move, but for now they are content.
Everything has been moving at what feels like warped speed, and it seems like starting my new program has creeped up on me. It’s bittersweet. I love being at home with the guys, but I’m someone who needs to work and have structure. I’m excited to go back to having a daily schedule each day.
“Doctor, I think I need my balls checked again,” Owen says with hazy eyes, and I shake my head while Alexi laughs.
“Let’s get you home.”
“‘Kay,” Owen says, closing his eyes.
“I’m going to get his discharge paperwork,” I say, and Alexi kisses the side of my head before I leave.
The nurse at the station hands me everything I need, and I’m filling it out when a familiar voice speaks next to me. I know a lot of people in this hospital, but this voice doesn’t belong here.
When I tilt my head and see my father speaking with the head of cardiothoracic surgery, my heart sinks. I drop the pen on the counter and just stare. He doesn’t break eye contact with the other surgeon throughout their conversation. Only when the other surgeon is done speaking does he look at me.
I’m not sure what I expect, a confrontation, another speech on how disappointed he is in me? But what I get is complete indifference, and I can’t decide if that's better or worse. All I know is that when I look at him, I’m no longer seeking his approval. Who gives a shit what this heartless man thinks of me?
All I care about is my pack and my future. It’s clear that Dr. Peter Blake is no longer a part of that future. I’m not sure what I thought about my father being in my life again after he unceremoniously made me homeless for not going down the path he wanted me to. I’m still not sure how I feel about the possibility of having my own children, but I know I would never have turned my back on my own.
I would never make a child feel like a constant disappointment or force them to do things that they didn’t want to for my own selfish reasons. But most of all, I would never cut contact from my child simply because they wanted to carve their own path.
“Mrs. Bandnin, are you okay?”
