Page 11 of The Omega's Savior

“I have no history of heart disease or diabetes,” she continues. “But my mother does have high blood pressure, what the fuck else do you want to know about me before you clear me to leave?” she asks, her eyes spitting absolute fire at this man.

I look over at the doctor and give him a shrug as if to tell himtold you so.

He sighs. “I’ll allow you to be discharged as long as you have your mate here sign along with you to make sure you’re cared for.”

Her eyes fly towards mine and they narrow as if I’ve betrayed her somehow. I like this fire in her. It makes her seem so much more alive than when the fear consumed her when she first woke up. I don’t know her yet, but this sort of spark seems a lot more like her natural self.

I shrug and flash her a smile.

“Looks like you’re stuck with me,Olivia,” I say, my voice dropping at her name. I like the way it rolls off my tongue.

She just glares at me before scoffing. “Fine,” she agrees.

When the doctor leaves to go get the paperwork and we’re left alone, she narrows her eyes at me.

“I fucking told you there’s no ‘we’ here. Why’re you trying to butt into my life.”

I sprawl into the chair by her bedside. “Last time I checked, honey, I’m trying to help you. I dunno if you’d be leaving this quickly without me signing with you.”

“Fuck this stupid ass world,” She mutters under her breath. “Fine, you can sign the papers, but the moment we leave the hospital we go our separate ways.”

“I don’t think I’m allowed to do that, I am signing papers saying I’ll look after and take care of you, you know? Signing those and not doing that would be dishonest,” I say, my voice teasing.

“Oh my god!” She says, throwing the hand not attached to the IV up in the air. “Why are you this fucking determined to hang around where you’re obviously not wanted?”

I give her a genuine smile. “Because I want to be around you. I wanna get to know you. You’re my mate.”

She narrows her eyes at me. “I don’t like you,” she hisses.

“Well, then it looks like I’ve got a lot of work to do so we can get to know each other.”

Nancy, the nurse I spoke to earlier, knocks and opens the door, handing the two of us a clipboard full of paperwork for both of us to sign.

“Once you both are done with the paperwork, I’ll come in and start the discharge process.” She turns to me. “The doctor also prescribed some medications for her to take to help with her recovery so make sure to let us know in the paperwork which pharmacy to send those to.”

“Thanks, Nancy,” I say, giving her a grateful smile.

I hear Olivia scoff from next to me at my use of the nurse’s name. I turn to her once the nurse leaves and raise an eyebrow at her.

“What?”

“Why was she making eyes at you?” she grumbles.

“Jealous?” I tease her.

“What? No!” She says immediately.

I’m pretty sure I see a faint blush dust her cheeks but I don’t push her, I want her to come out of the shell of fear she was stuck in earlier, but I don’t want to push her away.

“I used a bit of my dominance on her earlier,” I shrug. “She wasn’t completely down to discharge you so I made it so she was. No biggie.”

She purses her lips as she stares at me, her brows furrowed. “Why would you do that?”

“To help you, duh,” I answer. “You said you wanted to do something and I mean, I got it. I get why you wanna get out of here and to your sister.”

She blinks at me, her eyes wide. “Thanks,” She says softly.

“Of course,” I chuckle. “How about you go through the paperwork and tell me where I have to sign? I’m gonna make some calls real quick.”

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