The Alpha And His Abused Mate (#Wattys2016)

Chapter 13

Ellie's POV:

About an hour after we had brought River into the infirmary he sat in a normal room with stitches along his side complaining about the pain.

"You're lucky you're not a girl, you wouldn't be able to stand so much blood and all the cramps every month," Morgan exclaimed.

"It hurts!" River said in between groans.

"Will you shut up!" Alex shouted, clearly aggravated.

"Can't you just knock me out or something?" The way River was pleading, was pitiful, it made me sad.

"I'll gladly knock you out," Alex commented while standing up from his chair and walking towards my mate. Just as his fist was about to make contact with River's head Momma K walked in stopping the fight that was about to break out.

"Alexander William Hales! Don't you even think about it." She yelled over the twins squabbling. She made her way towards the hospital bed and mumbled, "I can't even leave for two days anymore..not even two days."

"I'm gonna kill you, you understand?" River had yelled to Alex as his eyes changed from the warm brown they usually were to a very dark black.

"Lexie can you get me some morphine. Quickly." Not a minute later Lexie appeared with a needle and handed it to Momma K. She injected it into the IV River had in the crease of his elbow. They both left the room after bowing their heads in a sign of respect to their Alpha.

"C'mon Alex, you need to do something, to calm yourself down," Morgan said while grabbing hold of his hand, and trying to lead him out of the room. Alex, though was against the action, because hit let out a loud growl.

"No! No no, this is not how this works. You don't growl at me fluffy." She remarked in a tone in which your mom would scold you in. I was trying to hold back my laughter as Morgan held his right ear, tightly and he this time he let out a whimper, as she forcibly dragged him out the room.

Alex was usually the fun and relaxed twin. River always was somewhat tense and had his guard up anytime he was in public. I wanted to know why Alex had his boxers in a bunch.

I slowly strolled over to River who was staring at me. His eyes had changed back to their normal color, and I wasn't so afraid of him anymore, but yet terrified, if that made any sense.

"Are you afraid now?" He asked me in a sad tone.

"I mean not really.." That was a lie. I was totally almost terrified.

"Please don't lie..."

"You don't want me to lie?"
River shook his head, and mumbled: "Without anesthesia..." I quietly walked over to him and sat down on the alongside him.

"Well, it depends, usually? Not really. But when you do that freaky eye switch thingy, and you yell... I'm terrified. You remind me of Craig, my stepfather, and it scares the shit out of me." River gave me a look, that was asking me to continue, I guess that he had never really heard what had exactly happened.

"My mom died six almost seven years ago of stage four breast cancer, we had taken her to the doctor too late. They said she had at the most four months to live, and it ended up only being one. After her death, Craig would yell at me because my chores weren't done perfectly, or dinner wasn't cooked right. I mean I was only eleven, and my mom had just died. He started going out every day and drinking, and when he came home -- if he came home -- he would he hit me and hit me, he wouldn't stop until I was on the ground begging for him to stop and bleeding all over the place," At this part I got a little choked up. River was the first person I had really told about the abuse, and it felt good to say something but I thought he would judge me like everyone else did. A lone tear rolled down my cheek and I felt River pull me onto his lap.