Page 41 of Alpha's Embrace
“He’s doing very well. A dramatic improvement. I’ll keep him for a couple of days, though,” said the doctor.
“I’m very glad to hear it.” Geo’s hand had fallen away from my arm and rested on the side of my bed.
“He’ll be murky for awhile. I’ve prescribed something for the pain. Hopefully, he’ll mostly sleep.”
“Good.”
The doctor turned away from me, hand blocking his mouth. But I still heard him.
“Tory will not talk. To anyone.”
I watched Geo nod. “I’ll try to talk to him again later.”
“He’ll be transferred to Carson later this afternoon. We can’t keep him here. There’s no point. They have a great psychiatric facility there.” He paused. “I’ve already made my report. The authorities will intervene. He’ll probably go for a three day observation. From there, they may or may not press charges.”
“I’llpress charges,” Geo said.
“Is that wise? What would that say to the staff about you? Sylphs are unpredictable. Accidents happen.”
“This was no accident. Misha is harmless. This was an Alpha out of control. He’s not in the Burn so something happened with him in his mind or his body—I don’t know. But he didn’t talk to anyone. He didn’t ask for time off. Nothing.”
As they spoke about me and about Tory, my mind went into a fog. The voices drifted over me, making me feel left out and lonelier than ever. I’d always felt safe here at the colony, at the castle.
But then Geo came. And everything had changed.
Later, I was allowed to get up and use the facilities. A nurse, gloved and covered head to toe, everything but the eyes, disconnected my I.V. and took off the restraints. He helped me shower with a guard standing just inside the bathroom as well.
I wanted an orgasm badly, more than anything at that moment, but I held myself back from touching myself. I could control it. I had a rational mind. A clear mind. I wasn’t like the others, I told myself. Or maybe I was just like them and had deluded myself this whole time.
What I really wanted—whoI really wanted was Geo. My longing for him surged through my body. I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time.
The nurse helped me dry off and wrapped me in a soft, pale blue robe.
When I re-entered the hospital room, Geo was sitting in a chair by the window tapping on his tablet. He looked up as the nurse helped me back into my bed and re-fastened the straps about my wrists.
“Leave his legs free for now,” Geo said. His green eyes flashed.
“I’m not a danger, I assure you,” I said.
The nurse said nothing, but I could see he didn’t believe it. He left.
My beloved Geo got up and adjusted the wrist straps a little looser. “I’m sorry this happened to you.”
“I’m sorry, too,” I said. My voice was raspy, but the words were no longer garbled.
“Are you comfortable? Are you in pain?”
The medication had helped me, but I still felt discomfort, especially when I turned my head and the pressure of the bruising on my neck sent sharp twinges into my jaw, head and shoulders. But it was manageable.
“I’m comfortable,” I replied.
“I wish there was more I could do.”
I raised my hand as if to reach out to him. He did not reach back.
“You touched me and I feel it still,” I whispered. “That’s what you are doing for me. Even now. And it’s wonderful.”
His beautiful face darkened. The light in the room seemed brighter for a moment. Hurting my eyes. His presence, still and unmoving at my side, went into me like a swirl of air, and his scent—I couldn’t get enough!
