The Alpha King’s Runaway Mate
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Chapter 56: an Impressionist painting.
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Mattel
When Mattel woke up, his head was ringing, eyes blurring out of focus. It took a few seconds to figure out where he was. White bed. No underwear. Beeping monitors. He was in the hospital again.
Sitting in a chair by the side of his bed was someone he had not expected to see: Laura.
Maura stood and fixed her piercing hazel eyes on him, brushing back a strand of dark black hair.
“Mattel, you’re awake”.
He felt a prickle of alarm, “How long was I out?”
Maura shook her head in anger, “for a few hours. Luckily I got here to take you to the hospital when I did”
“When did you get here?” Mattel asked pointedly.
“Two and a half hours ago. I flew in to see how the search for your omega was going. Imagine my surprise when I find out Regina has slipped through your fingers again! Why didn’t you just break the bond when I asked you to? Can you imagine what having a badly trained omega will do to the family name? The r
