The Last Alpha (MxM)

Chapter 1

The Last Alpha Chapter 1

I PUT my scrub suit on the coat rack after returning from the delivery room. I rest my back on the couch and patiently wait for the coffee from my friend, Sir Jeffrey. The cold night in mid-January becomes filled with fiery pain stinging all over my body from overtime.

Three deliveries for today and still even as a volunteer midwife... I can still feel the exhaustion seeping into my bones. I heave a relieving sigh as Sir Jeffrey goes back with two cups of coffee for tonight.

"What's your plan about that transfer? Are you sure to get the offer from the Director?" he interrogates while his footsteps are approaching in my direction.

After he puts the coffee cup near my table as I wait until my brain can absorb his inquiry. Sir Jeffrey sat down on the other side with his scrub suit still intact in his body.

"Forks is too far for a volunteer like you," he added with his brown eyes darting while sipping his hot coffee.

"My grandma's house is in that area. ... I've been thinking about this for a week already," I honestly answered with hope underlying in my words.
"I know about it, but you will leave me here?"

I was stunned by his words. I bitterly smiled at his perplexed eyes and facial expression. Sir Jeffrey has been a good friend of mine since I apply as a volunteer at this VA hospital in Seattle.

"That's clearly happening if the Director will approve. I still can't go and find an excellent job as a volunteer here in the city—"

"Evan... That's an absurd reason. You should be working with my department for good. Your self-esteem is still low even at this point. Give it to the other employees," he keeps on convincing me to stay, but my heart, body and mind want to go to Forks and visit my Grandmother's house.

"That place has a part in my heart, Sir Jeffrey. You know it, I grew in Forks with Kayden and Katy until grandma died, and I was transferred here with them. I will go back after three years of my service there... I promise," still, my pursuit doesn't work because the sadness in Sir Jeffrey's expression is still visible while his legs are crossed.

The office becomes silent for minutes. No one talked about it until someone from the ward called us. I am going with Sir Jeffrey. He is tall with a tan skin complexity and a height nearly identical to mine.

I go inside the room, helping my other colleagues with the soiled lines. I will miss this place because of what it made me as a person, but I still want to go back where I was born.

"Good luck on your journey," someone I don't know says at the corner. She smiles blissfully at me as I smile back in her warm greeting.

"Thank you for that."

"Forks is so far in Seattle. I heard you were the only one who volunteered for the three-year contract... I love your independence," she compliments with the warmest words for the cold night.
For the first time in my life, I heard overwhelming words from other people. She goes to the other side and puts the used linens on the basket for us to prepare it to be taken by the housekeeping.

"It was not the case. To be honest, I came from Forks because of my Grandmother's passing. I transferred here in Seattle with my cousins."

"Is that so? The interesting part, my name is Georgia. I am new and will take your position in the future since I am here for on-the-job training in Midwifery."

I smiled halfway, thinking if I had left my job here. I know it will be in good hands.

"Nice to meet you. It's not too long for us to have a conversation—"