That Was Not His Fault

Chapter 20

Trevor's POV

When I wake up, I quickly realise that I'm in the pack hospital, and I have to focus for a while, but I manage to remember what happened before I fell asleep.

I quickly look around the room to see if anyone's here, and I try to ignore the headache that I'm having right now.

My brother was taking the pills that helped him to fall asleep, but I know that he had a huge headache after waking up, so I guess that something's a bit wrong.

When I realise that Oden isn't here, it take me only a few seconds to realise that Denver must likely took him to the cellars, which make me fell even worse.

I want to stand up, but I already know that I will end up on the floor.

A while later, I start to feel even worse, and I feel like I might die soon, so I decide that I should go to the cellars to be with my mate for a while, before that will happen.

I actually manage to get to the door of the room that I'm in, but when I open the door I can see that Carter is sitting there along with Mason.

I decide to ignore them, and I try to walk out of the pack hospital, although unfortunately they notice me.

"Where are you going?" Carter asks me, so I look at him, and he frowns when he realises that I'm not feeling well.

He quickly comes towards me, and he makes sure to hold my arm, to help me help me keep the balance.

"Are you alright?" He asks me, and I shake my head, but I regret it quickly when I start to feel sick again.

I throw up on the floor, and I manage to make both my and Carter's shoes dirty, but he doesn't seem to be angry at me for this.

He picks me up, and he starts to carry me back to the room that I was in, while Mason goes to get the doctor.

"No." I say when he opens the door. "I have to go to the cellars to say goodbye to Oden." I say, and I throw up again when Carter puts me on the bed.

I try to stand up, and I manage to get out of Carter's grip, but then I fall to the floor, and my arm starts to hurt.

I groan in pain, and Carter looks at me with an annoyed and worried look, before he helps me sit on the bed again.

This time I stay there, and I look at the door which leads to the corridor, hoping that my mate will come here soon.

I sigh I disappointment when I see the doctor, who I already know is a liar, and I refuse to let him do any examinations.

Although it seems that I don't have much to say about that, because the doctor looks at Carter to get this permission.

And when Carter nods in agreement, then the doctor take the needle and he moves my arm towards him.