Dean POV Still, he is lying still, not even a twitch in his fingers, only his chest going up and down. I can’t really remove my eyes away from him since Alexandria left several hours ago, its early morning and I feel like he should wake up any second now, giving me shit about whatever, hell he can even call me Deedee for the rest of my life if only he would wake up. Never in my life did I see Derek in a hospital bed, except once when he protected me from father, which is one of the worst memories I have. Being here again with him like that brings back all the emotions, all the anger, but even then he wasn’t hurt that bad, he had his wolf to heal him, but now, even that, she took away from him, leaving him broken and vulnerable. Why couldn’t she give him the happiness that he deserves? I mean her reasons aren’t that strong really when you think about it. He is Derek Stronghold, he would have protected her from some bigoted hunter that’s after her... and I don’t believe for a minu

Alexandria POV It’s been four days, he is still asleep... yes, just asleep. The doctors said his injuries are fully healed but his wolf is for some reason dormant and so is he. I guess the rejection with the attack took its toll on him. He shouldn’t have done that, shouldn’t have saved me, I could have handled all of the rogues myself… but I couldn’t, could I? I’m getting rusty. I should go back to training. This can’t happen again. I need to be at my full strength for when I kill Adam, the son of a bitch who killed my family. We are close, Max said that he gathered enough evidence against him so that the Hunter community will have no choice but to shun him, and then I’ll hunt him down and kill him, he might be strong and a pure blood but so am I, I’m one of a kind too, and he won’t have his team to support him this time, he deceived me once but not again. I was pushing my food a round on my plate, not really having an appetite to eat anything with everything happening. I was

Alexandria POV He kissed me, and I didn’t even hesitate to kiss him back, I didn’t understand how much I needed to kiss him until his lips touched mine. It was like nothing I had before, it’s more, more passion, more feelings, more hunger, I can’t imagine going on without being kissed by him again. A knock on the door brought us out of our little world that we were lost in. What the hell am I doing? He is not my mate anymore, he can’t be mine. And in came Izzy flying into his arms…yes, this is a mistake, a big mistake. I excuse myself and almost ran to my room. I enter and shut the door behind me. What the hell was I thinking, of course when it’s too late I realize my feelings, how dumb am I to think I can actually have something that I want… I only got myself to blame. “Stupid, stupid, stupid” I shout out loud and kick the first thing I see which is my bag. It falls on its side with the zipper open and few things fall out, one of which is Luke’s hoodie. I just stand the

Alexandria POV I kicked him out of my room and slammed the door in his face. I had to, if I didn’t do it in that moment, I’d be having his babies soon, and he is the one to blame really … with the fucking kiss on the cheek, who am I? His fucking sister? Oh my god this is getting out of control, I’m getting out of control, I can’t do this, this is wrong, what about Luke, he is my mate… but Derek is mine now, so was it really that wrong to kiss him? … Is he still my mate? I mean he rejected me but it feels the same. I slide against the door covering my face with my hands, I don’t know what to do anymore, my soul feels heavy with all sorts of emotions, mostly guilt and desire, what’s wrong with me? My phone buzzes, I crawl to the night stand, yes crawl, I have no energy to even walk anymore, I pick up the phone and its Max confirming our meeting tomorrow, or is it today now, We are way after midnight. 'what are you doing Alexandria' I ask myself out loud, I feel like I’m being pulle

Derek POV “So who is her uncle?” Alexandria asks as we walk back to her room. “The king” I simply reply and she stops dead in her track with mix of feelings on her face, worry, anxious but mostly anger. “What? Not a fan of the man?” I try to inquire. “That would be the understatement of the century” she reply and I got no information from that answer, why isn’t this one of the times that she blurts important shit out? “So, is it a hunters werewolves thing or there is more to it” I try and ask again. “More like a Salvatore alpha king thing” she says and I still got nothing. “So it’s a family thing… you never talk about your family” I just notice. “Neither do you” she says shrugging then starts walking again. “What are you talking about, you met my family, you talk with them everyday” I say confused as I catch up to her. “I don’t mean your brother and cousin, I mean the infamous alpha Louis and your mother, I never see them” she says and I clench my jaws. Just the mention of f