บททั้งหมดของ The Mated Human; Twice Mated, Never Free: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 18

“Could you please stop pacing, Xander?” Everett growled, his tone low and sharp as his eyes fixed on Jeremiah’s unconscious form. He tried not to focus too much on the doctor’s hands moving across Jeremiah’s body to check his vitals. He forced his gaze away, staring hard at the opposite wall. He'll be fine, Everett reminded himself bitterly, though it did nothing to loosen the knot in his stomach. Xander’s steps faltered, cheeks burning in embarrassment. “Sorry,” he muttered timidly. “I’m just so worried.”Everett bit back the urge to snap. Instead, he exhaled sharply, his shoulders sinking as he slouched further into the chair beside Jeremiah’s bed. It would only make things worse if he began passing his aggression and frustration onto everyone. “How is he, Dr. Roman?” Xander blurted suddenly, breaking the heavy silence. “Why isn’t he waking up yet?”“Don’t rush the old geezer,” Everett muttered with mild irritation, his gaze slicing to his brother with warning.“Old geezer?” Roma

Jeremiah stirred slowly, his body weighed down with exhaustion. It ached all over, from his throbbing head to his heavy eyelids. It almost felt like someone had dropped a truck on his body.It took sheer willpower to pry his eyelids open. Even then, he remained still, his mind floating between waking up and dreamland, disoriented and foggy. It took him a few extra seconds to realise he was in his room.He frowned faintly, trying to push through the haze in his brain. His memories felt tangled and messy. It felt like there was something important he was forgetting, but the harder he reached for it, the further it went.Jeremiah exhaled shakily, his eyes fluttering shut again. The last thing he remembered was freaking out when Everett had made a bad joke. Everything after that turned into a messy blur of noise and blank spots.Did he pass out? Or perhaps fallen asleep?It was weird that the first thought crossing his mind was Everett. But it wasn't as weird as the fact that Jeremiah had

Jeremiah’s body jerked upright at the sound of the door creaking open. His breath hitched as his eyes darted anxiously towards the door, hope already blooming in his chest before he could stop it.Was Everett back? “Relax, Jerry. It’s me,” A familiar voice filled the room.Jeremiah’s shoulders sagged with relief, but there was no denying the subtle flicker of disappointment that crossed his face as his roommate stepped inside instead.“Xander,” he murmured, his lips tugged into a small smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.Xander grinned brightly, flopping onto the bed with an exaggerated groan. “Can’t believe my brother’s stealing all your attention, that asshole,” he grumbled, kicking off his shoes and stretching out like he owned the place.“What? No!” Jeremiah squeaked, heat rushing to his face. “It’s nothing like that.”Xander shot him a look, amusement flickering in his dark eyes. “Mhm, sure. But I don’t hear you complaining either.”Jeremiah groaned, turning his face away, h

“Alright.”Jeremiah sat stiffly on the edge of the bed, his fingers bunching the bedsheets beneath his palms. Everett didn’t move for a moment, his gaze slowly swept over Jeremiah’s features, lingering on the stiffness in his shoulders and the guarded set of his jaw.“We could do this later, if you're uncomfortable,” Everett said finally, Everett said finally, voice calm in a way that made Jeremiah’s chest feel tighter with guilt.“No,” Jeremiah said quickly, shaking his head. “You can do it now. I don’t mind.”Everett gave a short nod and stepped closer with deliberate care, his eyes flicking carefully over Jeremiah’s face like he was reading between the lines. “I’m sorry I didn’t bring you the food. I heard Xander raise his voice and came straight over.”“It’s fine.” Jeremiah tilted his head, watching Everett kneel in front of him, his broad frame blocking the light from the desk lamp, casting them both in a shadowed glow. “I can always get something to eat once you’re finished.”E