Chapter 10

The next few days passed in a blur and Kellan brought me every single meal I asked for, without fail. At first, I couldn’t even tell him what I wanted, so he started guessing and unfortunately, he guessed wrong.

Three times in a row.

I finally had to tell him it was enough when he brought me the same dish for the third time.

I still remembered the way he apologized, his eyes wide, looking like a child who had just been scolded. His excuse? “The first time I brought it, you wolfed it down like it was the best thing you’d ever eaten.”

Truth was, I was just starving. Anything would’ve tasted good at that moment.

Since then, he made sure to ask me what I wanted before heading to the kitchen. He always returned with exactly what I requested, and even went the extra mile, bringing wipes so I could freshen up, and after the bandages were taken off, he brought a washcloth and bowl of warm water to help me clean.

He even brought me clean T-shirts and shorts, everyday, always turning his back while I changed, very respectful of him.

When I was too tired to lie still, he helped me sit up without causing me pain and when I needed to get on my feet, he supported me around the room, step by step, until I could walk a little more each day.

Thankfully, he didn’t have to carry me to the bathroom anymore. That was a relief, for both of us.

He was always around, talking to me, keeping me company, making me laugh more than I had in weeks. He spoke about everything and anything, random stories, pack gossip, old memories and it made me wonder how he had so much free time.

Wasn’t he the Beta? Shouldn’t he be busy?

But I didn’t complain. I loved having him around. He made everything feel a little less lonely.

And yet… not once in all those days did Lucian show up.

The last time I saw him was when I hit the emergency button and he stormed out in anger. At first, I didn’t care. Honestly, I was glad to have the peace and quiet.

But as the days stretched on, I found myself glancing at the door, wondering if maybe, this time, he’d be the one walking in.

But it was always Kellan. Always.

And for some reason, that started to make me angry.

Why didn’t Lucian care? Why didn’t he come to check if I was even alive?

It’s not like he owed me anything… and yet, deep down, I felt like I deserved at least a visit.

Even if it was short. Even if it was just to make sure I wasn’t dead in this hospital room but no, he didn’t come.

And maybe that was his answer, I wasn’t worth it. So I came to my own conclusion.

Lucian either hated me…Or he just didn’t want to be around me.

“Are you ready to see the doctor?” Kellan asked gently as he leaned down toward me.

I looked up at him and nodded, a wide smile spreading across my face.

It was finally the day. The day I’d been waiting for. Today, I was getting the cast off my leg.

Last night, the doctor had removed the brace around my ribs, telling me I was healing fast and no longer needed the support. I could move freely now, without too much pain.

Now, it was my leg’s turn.

Kellan returned my smile, then stepped toward the door. “Doctor Alvin?” he called out.

A moment later, the doctor walked in, and I greeted him with a smile. “Good morning, Doctor Alvin.”

“Good morning, Seraya,” he replied with a warm smile, already moving toward me and checking my vitals.

He pressed his stethoscope gently against my stomach. “Your pup’s heartbeat is getting stronger by the day,” he murmured with a nod. “That’s a very good sign.”

He pressed my ribs and chest at intervals, asking if I felt any pain. I shook my head each time.

Finally, he rolled over a small table and carefully lifted my leg onto it. I watched as he plugged in a small saw machine.

“Don’t worry,” he said with a grin, catching the look on my face. “I’m not going to cut off your leg.”

I laughed nervously.

“You might feel a little discomfort, maybe some pressure or mild pain but nothing unbearable.”

Before I could respond, the buzzing sound filled the room, drowning out his words. He worked quickly, slicing through the cast and ten minutes later, he was done.

“Can you wiggle your toes for me?” he asked.

I gave it a try and It was weak, but they moved.

He smiled. “Good. You’re healing well. In a few more days, you’ll be walking properly again. Just wear this brace in the meantime. it’s detachable, so you can remove it before sleep.”

He packed up his tools and gave me a final nod. “Have a nice day, Seraya. I’ll check in again tomorrow.”

“Thank you,”

As the door closed behind him, Kellan turned to me with a grin. “Congratulations on getting your cast removed.”

I chuckled, wiggling my toes again like it was the first time I was allowed to move. The cast had been heavy and restrictive. It felt so good to be free.

“To properly celebrate this moment,” Kellan continued, “I have a surprise for you.”

I raised an eyebrow, suspicious. “What kind of surprise?”

He didn’t answer. Instead, he moved closer and carefully helped me to my feet, his arm wrapping around my waist as he held me steady.

I sucked in a breath.

I still wasn’t used to him touching me like this. Every time he did, I felt… something. A strange warmth I didn’t know how to process.

“I’m going to walk you to the bathroom now,” he said.

I blinked. “What? I thought you said you had a surprise for me.”

“I do,” he said, clearly amused. “It’s in the bathroom.”

I narrowed my eyes. “In the bathroom?”

“Yes.”

“What kind of surprise could possibly be in the bathroom?” I asked, growing more curious by the second.

“You’ll see,” he said, grinning mischievously.