She looked at the monitors and made notes on a tablet.
“I feel fine.” Though I know I had a seizure.
“That’s good. You have had a lot of seizures, and that’s concerning. Though you blacking out because your mate was in pain isn’t abnormal.” She glanced at her tablet and nodded.
“Could I have my mate now? Also, some food?” My belly rumbled.
“One of your mates has been banned from the ward, the other is unconscious, so I think the answer isno,” the nurse snapped as he attached me to a small device that, if I remembered correctly, read my brain.
“Spencer’s unconscious? Did the surgery go okay?” I asked. Wes had been banned? I thought I’d heard shouting earlier.
“Well, he did get stabbed because of you,” the nurse muttered.
The doctor shot him a look. “I believe the surgery went well, and he’s now in recovery.”
“Okay, can I see him? Could I get my phone? Maybe a T-shirt? Can I have my omega? One of my packmates? I’ll take any of them?” Actually, Riley would be a good companion right now.
“Let me check. Usually it would beyes, but this is… extenuating.” The doctor frowned.
My shoulders slumped. “Okay.”
“I’ll be back later. We’re going to need to run some more tests. The nurse will finish up and bring you some food.” The doctor left.
Muttering under his breath, he finished up the readings and unhooked me from the device.
“Thank you. I understand if I can’t see my mates, but maybe the person from the Omega Center that they sent away can come back?” I asked. “Could I get a blanket? Please?”
“No,” he huffed as he punched some buttons on the monitor I was attached to. “You don’t even belong here. Ugh. I don’t know why they’re keeping you here and not at one of their facilities. Dirty fucking variants don’t deserve medical care.”
“What? I’m not an illegal designation. It’s about someone I once knew. I didn’t do anything.” Why was everyone so mean here?
His eyes narrowed. “That’s what they all say.”
Pushing the machine out, he slammed the door, muttering, “Yeah, not bringing a variant food or a blanket, especially one that almost got her mate killed.”
Well, someone needed to work on their bedside manner.
Still, what he said weighed on me.You don’t even belong here.
But itwasmy fault. Spencer’s injury was because of me. He put himself between me and the knife. I was the one that Adriana meant to stab.He could have died. He could still die. If we lost him because of me…
Spencer never would have been on that beach if it hadn’t been for me. Actually, so many bad things happened to the pack because of me.
Not to mention, were they really okay with my bio-mom having illegal genes? It seemed like some people weren’t. Like that nurse.
Maybe they’d just leave me here. For all I know, they were gone. I mean, she said Spencer was recovering, but she didn’t say that he was here. Maybe he’d been sent to another hospital.
None of the guys signed up for a gamma with a mom with an illegal designation, a bio-dad with homicidal mates, and an aunt that somehow ran away to another world.
I was toxic. Dangerous. The entire pack could be in danger because of me.
Love and reassurance came through the bond from Evan and Wes. I tried to tamp down the bonds and shut it off the best I could.
I didn’t deserve it. Them.
Yeah. They would have been better off if Agent Weigmier had never brought me here.
All I did was ruin everything. Curling up in a ball, I started to cry.
