The Rejected Werewolf Princess by Didiadeyemi

Chapter 30

By the time I woke up, it was dark outside and if not for the soft light from the lamp on the table next to

the window, I probably wouldn’t have been able to see anything in front of me.

The IV with the blood was gone from my arm and now I was h ooked up to a proper IV with a clear

liquid composition. For some weird reason, I felt stronger and well rested but I could still feel the

pressure of the dull throbbing pain in my side.

It didn’t take me long to find Ryker, he was standing by the window looking lost in thought. I decided not

to bother him and instead chose to watch him and take a good look at him. He had finally changed out

of his rumpled clothes and was wearing a pair of dark slacks and a simple shirt. His hair was messy,

almost as if he ran his hands through it a number of times and he was softly stroking the petal of a

flower.

I don’t think he realized that he was doing it; it was most likely a sort of absent minded or subconscious

action.

He must have felt my eyes on him because he turned and our eyes met. He smiled softly as he made

his way over to me and sat in the uncomfortable metal chair by the side of my bed. His eyes glossed

over for a second and I knew he was mind linking someone so I waited. patiently for him to be done.

“Eve will be here very soon.” He said once he had finished, “I figured you would be more comfortable

with a home cooked meal than with the hospital food.”

“I really don’t mind if I’m being honest.” I shrugged- or at least tried to, “I wouldn’t want to

inconvenience anyone.”

“It’s not an inconvenience Camilla. You are going to be their Luna, everyone lives to serve you.”

I didn’t know how to respond to that so I diverted the conversation to safer grounds, “This was the room

you stayed in when you were hurt. Is

a coincidence or was I specifically put here?”

“This room is set aside for members of the Alpha’s family. Should there be an incident or an

emergency, they will be rushed here.”

“What happens if the hospital is full and someone else comes in hurt?” I asked, “Would they be put

here or is it out of bounds?”

“I don’t know,” he admitted, “We have never had a situation like that before. I’m sure when the time

comes we will be able to figure something out.”

I was saved from having to respond when the door opened and Eve walked in. She was in a pretty blue

dress and she had a covered tray in her hands. When she saw me, she heaved a sigh of relief and all

but rushed over.

“I am so glad that you’re okay,” she breathed, “When I heard what happened, I was so worried. You

look terrible,” she must have realized we weren’t the only two in the room because she slapped her

hand over her mouth, “I meant you look beautiful and well rested.”

“It’s fine, Eve.” I assured her, “I probably look a lot worse than I feel so you don’t have to worry about

it.”

“Well, I still have your oversized scarf in my things so maybe when you’re better we can kick off where

we last stopped.”

“I would like that very much.” She offered me a soft smile then bowed to Ryker and disappeared from

the room.

Ryker stared at me for a full minute after she had gone and I had actually started to worry that I had

done something wrong. In that one minute, I played back the entire conversation in my head and tried

to pin point. whatever it was that I could have done wrong.

Ryker broke off his staring and took off the lid from the tray to reveal a bowl of broth with garlic bread

and some tea.

Just like earlier, Ryker fed me and after the initial awkward tension was gone, it was actually a pretty

soft and intimate moment. I would never admit it out loud but I genuinely liked it and I didn’t want it to

end.

“What oversized scarf was she talking about?” he asked and it took me a second to realize that he was

talking about my earlier conversation with Eve.

“She was teaching me knitting,” I admitted sheepishly, “It started the day you left. I was bored and she

offered to teach me.”

“Do you enjoy it?”

I shrugged, “it is fun but I think I enjoy the company more.”

He hummed to himself and placed the now empty bowl of broth back on the tray. Giving me the tea

was a bit trickier but he managed it and soon,

that tra

He ran his hand down my curls softly and pressed a kiss to my forehead. He was about to leave when I

grabbed his arm to hold him in place. He stared at me waiting for me to respond and I hesitated for a

second not knowing what to say or how to stay it.

“Do you want me stay?” he asked and I nodded eagerly.

I was grateful that he managed to figure out what I wanted without me having to say it. I doubt I would

have been able to say it myself if he hadn’t asked me.

He sat on the chair and when I tried to pull my hand away from his, he gripped it tightly in his palm. We

spoke about literally everything and anything and after a while, I noticed that he was rubbing small

circles on the back of my palm.

I wasn’t sure if he realized he was even doing it and I wasn’t going to point it out to him because

regardless of everything, I kind of enjoyed it.

**

By day three, I was already fed up of being in the hospital. I was barely allowed to move by myself or

even stand up from the bed without. supervision.

I think Ryker’s blood sped up the healing process because I was to have my stitches taken out today

and if all went as planned, I might be allowed to leave the hospital. I was so excited by the time Lucy

came into the hospital room that she laughed and told me to calm down.

Taking out the stitches hurt badly and I was thankful I wasn’t awake when I was being stitched up

because I couldn’t imagine how painful it must have been at that time.

As soon as she was done, she stood to her feet and offered me a smile, “Would you like to look at it?”