Page 16 of Saved By The King's Gamma

I lie back down when I hear Kade talking to the doctor while their voices grow nearer. Kade saunters into the room, a massive grin on his face.

“The doctor said you can come home tomorrow. Isn’t that great? He will prepare the injection just before you are discharged,” he tells me.

“Why are you doing this? Why keep me alive like this?” I demand, glaring at him with all the anger and fear inside of me.

Kade’s expression turns serious as he stares at me. “Because you’re mine.”

His words send shivers down my spine and make bile rise in my throat. I shake my head in disbelief and disgust. “You’re insane if you think that means I belong to you. You’re a monster, Kade.”

His face twists in anger, and he goes to say something when suddenly the door opens. A nurse comes in with a tray of food. She glances at Kade nervously, and I can tell she fears him with the way she averts her gaze to the floor and drops her head, her curly dark hair covering her face.

“Hurry, hurry,” Kade snaps at her as she wheels a small table over that slides under the bed before turning the tabletop so it sits above me. The smell of food makes my belly growl hungrily. My mouth salivates. She sets a tray on the table, and Kade clicks his tongue and growls.

“It’s too much; I said something small until after her heat,” Kade snaps at the woman. Taking the tray, which smells divine, he takes a pudding cup off it before thrusting the tray at her. She glances at me, and my stomach screams in protest as he takes whatever is under the plate cover from me. He slaps the pudding cup on the table. The woman bites her lip but takes the tray, looking at me apologetically. She goes to hand me the spoon, but Kade slaps it out of her hand.

The more I stare at her, for some reason, she reminds me of someone, I just can’t think of who? It is her eyes and cheekbones. They look familiar. I have no idea why I feel that way.

“Idiot. It could be used as a weapon,” he snarls at her. The woman blinks at him.

“She is handcuffed, Alpha. Where would she go?”

“Until I complete the mating process, no utensils. I don’t want my mate to harm herself,” Kade growls.

“Maybe I can feed her. You said she hadn’t eaten in days; the doctor recommended this meal to help strengthen her,” she tries to argue, and I notice the malicious glint in his eye.

“It’s alright. I’m not hungry, just thirsty,” I tell her, not wanting to get her into trouble. Yet, my belly rumbles loudly. We all hear it in the quiet room.

“See?” Kade says, thrusting it at me, and my hand shakes as I take it from him.

“Now leave. You are the last person I want to see in her room,” he snarls, and she nods, rushing out. I stare after her as she runs out.

“Bloody fool, are you alright, my love?” he says, and I look at Kade and nod.

It is like his personality switches back and forth. He takes the pudding cup and pokes a hole in it before returning it. I try to figure out why the woman looks so familiar. I know I haven’t seen her before, but something about her gives me déjà vu.

Shaking the thought off, I slurp my measly portion down. Kade only allows me half the pudding cup and watches me dig it out with my fingers before taking it. He tells me he doesn’t want a fat Luna. It is humiliating, especially given the fact I’m now skin and bones, but I remain quiet, hoping he will leave soon. After about an hour of sitting in silence, watching Kade fiddle with his phone, he stands from the blue chair and strolls over to me.

Leaning over the bed, he grips my chin, tilting my face to his before shoving his filthy tongue down my throat. The bond reacts, but I just go to my safe place, go to the darkest parts of my mind, and float.

“I need to go, but I will return first thing in the morning. The doctor will send someone in to give you some drugs to help you sleep,” he says. I nod robotically.

Once he leaves, I try as hard as I can to get out of the handcuff, but nothing works; it is so tight that the tips of my fingers are going numb from putting strain on it trying to break out of it. My will to escape is dying, along with the last part of my will to live when the crippling pain washes over me.

Tears prick my eyes as I feel his infidelity wash over me once more. Life is cruel, and the Moon Goddess, if she exists, is determined to make me suffer. Rolling on my side, I hug my belly with my free hand. Half an hour later, the Pack Doctor comes in again. The man is an older gentleman. He looks over my notes and shakes his head. He checks my drip when the woman from before comes in.

“Alana will give you something to help you sleep, and in the morning, I will give a small injection into your ovaries to bring on your heat. You were fortunate. You almost died; if it wasn’t for Kade’s quick thinking of remarking you, we would have lost you,” the doctor says.

“Yes, so lucky to live with my pig of a mate,” I sneer, and he nods, having not paid attention to what I was saying, too busy looking at the charts in his hand.

“You can give it to her, Alana, then observe every two hours,” he tells her, and the woman approaches me. She smiles sadly as she walks around the bed and takes my arm in her hand. The doctor watches as she stabs the needle into the cannula port in my free hand.

The doctor sighs when I feel the top of my hand become wet, and I look at her. Her eyes meet mine, and I look down to see her hand covering the needle as she squirts the contents on my skin, not through the cannula, spilling it all over the bed. She then places my hand over the spot.

“Hurry, I haven’t got all night,” the doctor complains.

“I’m done, Doc,” she says, dropping the syringe into the small green plastic bowl she brought in with her. He nods, and she makes her way over to my drip, changing the bags out as the doctor leaves.

She waits a few seconds before rushing over to me and grabbing my hand just as the doctor walks back in. I feel something metal brushing my palm, and she quickly makes out like she is tucking the surrounding blankets around me.

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