His Gentle Voice, His Cruel Thoughts
I've developed a fever all of a sudden. But that's when I hear the thoughts belonging to my Alpha mate, Alder Garrison, whom I've bonded to for five years.
His voice is husky and attractive, and yet the tone he adapts is very unfamiliar to me.
[She's pulling the pity card again. How annoying.]
My breath hitches in my chest as I look up at Alder. He's in the middle of pouring me a glass of water, his gaze seemingly gentle beneath the light.
His lips aren't moving at all, and yet I'm very sure that I heard his voice just now.
When Alder helps me to sit up so that he can feed me the medicine, I purse my lips together before speaking up, albeit hesitantly.
"Alpha Alder, I think I'm hearing things all of a sudden. Can you please accompany me to a healer's station tomorrow?"
Alder is quick to envelope me into a hug and comfort me. "Shh… I'm here. You'll be fine."
But his thoughts sing an entirely different tune.
[Ugh… She's doing it again. Can she stop pestering me already?]
I no longer utter another word. All I feel is my heart slowly going cold in despair.