Chapter 9

Kai’s POV

Liam sits with a bow, clutching his hand before him with his bag sitting on his lap. 

“Yes Alpha?” 

“How's the treatment with Kai going, I guess he's fond of you which is why he talks about you a lot?” 

“Urgh?” A swift gasp escapes through. Liam shoots a dagger warning. I gulp. 

My gesture. Suspicious. Cerise’s look confirms that. However, my attention returns to my dad who's still waiting on Liam to respond. 

“It's going well, so far. Not a very critical case. Soon, he should be well.” I receive a brief glance from Dr. Liam, the customary look of doctors talking about their patients but I knew in this case, it isn't that pure. 

He chuckles next. “About being fond of me, probably because I'm the best urologist and I administer my work well.” He delivers the response in a careful, meek style. 

I nod to affirm. Dad smiles. I can't tell what it means to him.

“Hope everything is going well?” The question repeats, but this time sternly. Our eyes flashes wide to him. Liam cocks his head, confused. He nods again. 

“Yes, it's going well.” He replies. 

“Good! I don't want any problem.” Another statement to ponder over. 

Suspicious as how? 

Cerise cuts in, “Can I partake closely in your research and treatment of him being his fiancée?” He asks Liam directly whose eyes darken the more. 

“No!” I intervene. “It's not acceptable in the doctor's profession to leak a patient's secret to mine. Wanting to closely partake means that.” I say with sarcasm. 

She frowns, silent. Dad sits up, shaking his head. “I don't think there's anything wrong for her to follow you to the hospital and see what's going on?” 

Liam peers into his watch with a frown, rising up. “I'm sorry, Alpha. I need to go. I have an appointment with surgery.” He steps out of his seat, pushing it back in. “I'm really sorry I can't stay till the end of the conversation.” 

He doesn't look at me, nor my dad nor Cerise but turns and storms right away and I suspect it's what dad and Cerise said. He senses the mistrust. This is exactly what I would have done and the same thing I did. 

“I've got to return home ahead of practice by 10 AM.” I say to both Cerise and dad, standing up. Cerise jumps off her seat and runs across to me. 

“Let me follow you back, I'm not following dad this time around.” She utters meekly, pouting her lips. 

“No!” 

“Yes.” 

“No. You can't.” 

“Yes, I'll come.” 

When the banter is too much, dad, who has been watching cuts in with a ferocious growl. “Why can't she follow you? Isn't she your Luna-to-be?” 

That word weakens me automatically as I was about to go in pursuit of Liam. It dawns on me that no matter how I fight for us, we will not be together. 

“Shhhh! Who wants to be together with him?” My senses awakens, shutting my wolf who had come into control. But all these go inside of me. I can't let anyone know. 

I take Cerise in my car, leaving the old Alpha behind. Vincent who had brought him will take him back. 

All through the drive with Cerise, the air is deadly quiet. Even when she turns her face to talk, she meets with a twisted, grumpy face who's not prepared to speak with anyone. 

I drive straight to the pack estate, dropping her. My dad hasn't reached yet. Cerise waits for me, probably thinking I'll be walking with her inside the house but when I turn over and slide into the driver's seat, her eyes roll with massive shock, she storms back to the window of the car, leaning against it. 

“Where are you going again?” She demands to know. 

“Didn't I tell you I have practice by 10 AM?” 

Speechless. 

With this, I start the engine of the car, she shifts aside. Still without saying a word further, I reverse and drive away. From the side mirror, I glance at her gawking in shock with arms crossed against her chest. 

I drive fast ahead to the pack hospital, my contract in my bag, pen and an anxious thought in mind. “Will he agree to this?” I ponder, all along the way. 

At the pack hospital, I pack my car at the garage. Overseeing it is the general cafeteria. The sun is high early and I have to stay hydrated. I walk to the bottle water stand, taking one and slipping a dollar note into the vending machine, not waiting for the change. 

Turning to go, my eyes clashes on a familiar figure in a doctor's code, demonstrating desperately, his face twisted with a frown. The more I look, it seems as though he's begging. 

My heart tightens. A sudden wave of reflex to hear what they are saying comes to me. 

As I move towards them from the left side route they won't most likely see him, a clearer view of them graces my eyes. 

Dr. Liam takes his hands to the shoulders of the girl, drifting it down to her waist while her pretty face is twisted into a reluctant frown, refusing to let this gesture entice her. 

I tiptoe to the corner adjacent to where they are standing. 

“I'm working as hard as possible to gather the remaining money for you. Please…..” His voice tints with despair. I frown, yet forced to listen further. 

“Thirty thousand dollars isn't easy to earn in a day or few but I promise I will make it….” 

“Goshhhh!” I grumble in my chest. I'm here chasing after him and he's here, begging a girl. It isn't my problem he's begging this girl for whatever reason but from their pose, they seem to be couples. 

What I hate most. 

Someone who queerbaits. 

“Oh no! He needs thirty thousand dollars to give her. What if he wasn't gay from the beginning but wanted to set me up, get some money from me and……” 

I ball my fist, finding my wolf picking up a fight with my awakened brain. 

“Aren't you still the same person to suspect he's with Elion?” My wolf scolds, silencing me suddenly. I steady, listening further. Perhaps the truth will be revealed because I suspected him with Elion from the pool scene. 

I gulp. 

“Three weeks is left. Only three weeks.” The girl finally speaks up, sternly. “If you can't get that sum in three weeks, consider it the end of everything.” 

A deadly silence cascades over the entire space, crumbling me. 

Three weeks? What will happen in three weeks? I ask myself.