Semua Bab MATED TO RUTHLESS ALPHA BROTHERS : Bab 21 - Bab 30

GISELLE When I woke up, it felt like I had been run over by a freight train. My whole body ached, and the mere act of blinking seemed to debilitate me. I felt exhausted, yet I couldn't go back to sleep. Something in me wouldn't allow that, and also the lights. The fucking lights that were so intense and focused on me. I had to blink several times to focus my vision, but having the lights on gave me an immediate headache. I groaned, wanting to leave my body until the pain eased away. I didn't know if it was possible, but if there were an option to do such a thing, I'd have utilized it. It was too painful to dwell in my own body. "Fuck the light," I tried to speak, but my tongue felt like parchment paper against my mouth, sending me into a coughing fit. My lips burned due to being chapped, and suddenly, it felt like I was stuck in the desert. I felt some commotion nearby, but the coughing overwhelmed me, draining whatever energy I had mustered. My eyes fluttered, my eyelids feeling

PATRICK No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't focus on work. Many things were waiting to be done-managing pack affairs, dealing with the officials regarding the fake money laundering cases filed by Aiden, and mainly dealing with all the mess she had created for us.Despite all this work, my mind kept wandering and returning to Giselle in the hospital. I was glad that she was awake. It had been more than a month since she had been unconscious. She had to be put in a coma for a couple of weeks after critical brain surgery and getting a cybernetic arm.My mind constantly replayed the moment when she woke up and asked for water. I'd asked her if she recognized me, and I would never forget how she looked at me- with disdain in her eyes. She said she hated me, which kept me awake at night.It wasn't like Waylon, and I had slept much in the past month. We had been busy looking for specialist doctors and engineers for her cybernetic arm and the swelling in her brain.I wouldn't be able to r

GISELLE "It's homey," The words left my mouth before I could stop them. I wanted to bang my head against the door, but I bit my lip instead."You think so?" Waylon asked, sounding surprised. I noticed how close he was standing to me. It made me hunger more for him. Up this close, I could feel the warmth of his body, and I needed more of it."Yeah?" I breathed, heading for the bed and plopping down to check if it was as comfortable as it looked. It was excellent. Waylon watched me prudently as I climbed on the bed and lay in the middle."Patrick decorated it for you-""I hate the bed," I snapped, sitting up to glare at him. He cocked an eyebrow, staring at me curiously with another indistinct expression in his eyes."Why? Is it not up to your liking?" Waylon asked, sitting beside me and rubbing his hands over the cover. I watched him like a hawk, trying to anticipate his next step and question."It could've been better," I frowned."What do you want? Tell me," He urged, edging closer

PATRICKI was excited today because Giselle was finally coming home. I had done my best to prepare her room so she'd like it. Even if she didn't like it, I was willing to make changes according to her tastes. I was willing to do anything for her, but staying away from her was slowly draining me.I needed to see and talk to her, but I decided to hide in my office instead. She didn't want to see me yet, and I didn't want to overwhelm or distress her by always being in her face. If she wished for my absence, that was all I would give her, even though it physically hurt me to do so.My knot had been pulsing all day and night since she woke up, and I could feel the bond again. No matter how much I stroked myself, it wouldn't help me at all. It seemed to make my urges worse. It was as if my body was indirectly forcing me to go to her, but I wasn't selfish. Giselle needed rest, and I doubted she'd be able to rest if she saw me.So far, Waylon had been doing great at easing her, so I let him

PATRICK I was back in my room in time to watch Giselle discover my gift on the live feed of the cameras installed in her room. She was shocked to find the box and searched the room for a few seconds.After some contemplation, she opened the box and looked at my gift. I waited for her reaction, holding my breath. She studied the pendant for a while, a pensive look on her face. She glanced around the room again, but this time, she stared at the wall for a solid minute and then something clicked in her head.I expected her to wear the pendant, but she closed the box and put it inside the closet as if she didn't want to see it again. I tried to ignore the minor stabbing hurt in my chest as I kept staring at the screen, watching her move through the room, looking.She stopped in front of the camera installed behind a decoration on the dresser. She stopped before it, filling my whole screen with her face and narrowing her eyes at me. For once, it felt like she was seeing me through the cam