Alpha Luke

Nine

I heard whispers and prayers coming from the lips of one unknown man. His warm hand covering mine or rather, gripping mine in desperation.

His words brought me comfort as well as empathy towards the person chanting them.

"Goddess... Please bring our queen back. Her mate needs her. I would do anything. I can't have my friend lose his mate like I have. It ruins a man. It strips him bare of anything and everything that keeps him sane and humane. Please. I beg of you. -" his words became faded as darkness consumed my senses once more.

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I became aware as a splitting headache assaulted me. I tried to reach up and rub my temples but I found myself unable to move.

I tried to open my eyes but they wouldn't budge. Tried to say something but yet again nothing happened!

So I listened... Listened to everything around me. I heard the beeping of a monitor. I'm in hospital?

The soft whispers somewhere in the room, prayers.

I heard sobbing and whispered I-love-you's and I heard the tapping of an impatient foot... Oh my Goddess that is annoying, stop that!

I tried to smell. I smelt flowers, Luke, then... Lewis and... Dad!

What is my dad doing here? Why isn't he with the pack? What's wrong with me?

I tried to do anything that's considered moving. Tried wiggling my toes - nothing. I even tried moving my fingers that were covered by something and still nothing happened. Come on Lexi! Try harder!

So I repeated the process. I tried wiggling my toes - nothing. I tried moving my finger - AHA!

I tried opening my eyes with everything I had and was surprised to find my eyes fluttering open and my body shooting upright in bed as my lungs were out of breath.

"Lexi! Oh Lexi, thank the Moon Goddess, you're okay!" Luke said almost crushing me with his arms and wetting my hospital attire with salt water.

I tried to voice my protests in having Luke crush my tiny frame with his big ass body but epically failed as only a moan of pain escaped my lips.

He immediately put me back down on my bed and started to examine my body from head to toe.

"W- Water... I- I need... Water." my voice hoarse and throat dry from being out of it for I don't know how long.

"Sure, anything for you my love." Luke said, rushing to the table in the corner of my room.

Fumbling with a jug and a glass, trying not to spill the contents in the jug and make a mess due to his trembling hands but failing epically as half of the clear content splashed onto the floor.

Luke rushed over, not paying attention to the mess he made and gave me the glass, holding his trembling hands over mine, making sure I gulp all the water without spilling.

Clearing my now hydrated throat, I whispered, "How long have I been here?"

Luke sighed and bluntly replied, "A week."

Before I could say anything, he cut me off.

"A week of me worrying about you, driving the healers mad with questions, forcing them to do tests and whatever bullshit to make sure you're fine. You were in a coma, Lexi. I called your dad. Why didn't you tell me about your anxiety attacks? We're mates! We're supposed to trust each other and be able to tell each other everything. Don't you trust me?" his voice cracking as he finished his tirade.