The Alpha King's Mate

Falling girls, and Mates? Chapter 2

Desiree's P.O.V

The black void she had been witnessing -forever it felt like- was finally disintegrating into white as though a force was pulling her and she grasped onto this force wanting to be free she felt caged. And finally it happened she was seeing white. All white! And she realized she wasn't being pulled out of a void she was waking up. Her eyelids felt heavy... so heavy. And she felt weak and to make it worse she was confused as well. Her memory still a mirage about who she was. But at least she was not dead! Her throat was hoarse she dared not speak as though she would damage her trachea. Composing her eyesight so she could use it properly she assessed her surroundings as though it was instinct huh where did that come from?

Anyways looking around she realized she must be in a hospital of some sort she was on a hospital bed with white sheets and a hospital gown on. With one bed stand next to her containing a phone. An iv cord hooked to her right arm and a drip bag hooked to the what was it called a rack? She didn't know but that didn't matter on the far side of the room rested a couch, two chairs, and a small flat screen tv attached to the wall. On the right side of the square room she resided in was an ajar door and from the looks of it there was a toilet. Must be the bathroom. And on the left side of the room another door, it must head out into a hallway or something if she was in fact in a hospital. The walls were white with a cream trim quite fancy for a hospital. She couldn't find a clock so she had no idea what time it was. She tried sitting up and her arms gave out flopping her back down against her pillow. Trying one more time she eased into a sitting position.

Why is my body so weak? Why do I feel so drained? I thought on this for a moment knowing I in fact would not be producing an answer anytime soon. I'm doubtful that trying to stand will have a positive outcome but I need to try I need to do something! I have memory loss and I don't know if it's permanent or not, I have no clue as to where I am and... I... I just don't know! I don't know anything at the moment! Ugh it infuriates me so much.

With the lasting thoughts on her mind she flung her legs to the side of the bed starting her attempt at getting into a standing position so she could walk out of the room and find someone so she could figure out what was happening.
As soon as she felt her feet touch the marble floor she pushed off the bed she was trying to muster all the strength she could and she was at last standing. Not very well though wobbly legs and a spinning head seconds later turned into 'caplunk'...
And Desiree now resided on the floor instead of a hospital bed. Her iv bag and rack came tumbling with her the bag busted open and the rack made a big crashing noise. There was nothing she could do about it though.

"Why the fuck does this have to be so difficult why do my legs not want to work?!"

"Well I see there's a mouth on you. And you seem to make quite a mess."

The voice chuckled after speaking and
that voice it was unnatural. It was like smoldering lava igniting her senses, making the little hairs all over her body stand to attention it was deep a males voice for sure. A sexy enticing voice too she thought. Quickly maneuvering around to find the source of this voice hungering for human interaction -it had been such a long time since she had spoken to a person let alone seen one- as she turned around and saw whom had spoken... boy oh boy this man was hot. Not even hot she couldn't express what he was. Looking him over he was pure masculinity even in a suit you could see pure muscle almost like the suit would rip at any moment because of it. And boy did she want to rip those clothes right off him! He stood at least 6'4, tanned skin almost a caramel color, ash blonde hair, square chiseled face, and a hint of stubble, sharp nose and deep blue eyes! Oh those eyes she could fall into them so deep she would drown. There was a faint muttering coming through to her from her subconscious. It was repeating a word over and over. She swears she was hearing the word mate but what could that mean?

She refocused and looked back up at the man forming a coherent response.

"Why shouldn't I have a mouth on me I'm human like you! And clearly you've been stalking me so you must've seen me fall. Why didn't you help... why aren't you calling a nurse? As a matter of fact who are you... where am I... why can I not walk let alone stand?"

"Hold on, hold on one question at a time. Please?"

"Well...?"

This man is infuriating me more than being alone in that void was. All I wanted was to gain some information I'm at a total loss for what to do... I feel so weak and vulnerable. Not a feeling I'm accustomed to either.

"It's alright Desiree yo..."

"How do you know my name?!"

"I know absolutely everything there is to know about you."

Her thoughts all jumbled together like a big knot an unfixable knot who is this man why is he here these are literally the same questions she asked him yet he's not explaining himself. And he should!

"Could you please explain things to me, everything, I'm... I'm completely and utterly confused!"

The man still seemed stiff maybe mad, like he was contemplating an entire battle in his head though he finally started to speak giving me my answer.

"It has been two months since I personally found you unconscious on the forest floor. You've been comatose since then. I know everything about you because I am King Andrew McKnight and I need to know everything about everyone who resides in my personal pack territory as well as my pack infirmary."

He said this so coolly so composed. But what the hell was he talking about... packs... territory... King...!

"Are you crazy? You can't possibly think I would believe this you are a complete liar, you bastard! Get away from me I want a police officer, somebody anybody but you!"

He smirked it was an evil arrogant smirk. It made me hate him, like he knew something I didn't know. But gosh it was hard to think with a word being put on repeat over and over and over raging inside your head.

"Do you hear that?"
I asked and he gave me a perplexed look as if I was the lunatic. Gosh people these days.
Still it kept repeating and repeating itself inside my head.

"Do you seriously not hear that?"

"That, that word the voice it keeps on repeating itself over and over."

As if realization had reached his mind it was gone just as fast hidden behind a mask he put on. What was that?

I grabbed my head it was getting worse I'm too weak for this.

Mate, mate, mate, mate, mate, mate.

I looked at Andrew one more time he seemed scared and concerned he pressed a button on the wall most likely to call a nurse. Thank god he should have done that a long time ago I mean he walked in on me falling to the floor; or at least was here long enough to see it I mean I didn't even hear him walk in when did he get here? I still don't know what was happening he came over to help me get to the bed more like carried me I could barely do anything. And his touch sent sparks everywhere but I was still getting weaker. Then he looked at me in my eyes oh those pretty blue eyes. The word mate still on repeat getting louder and louder and as soon as the nurse came bustling into the room my world faded into nothingness just my black void. Oh how I missed this void nothing was confusing here. This is why I loved sleep. Yet I wanted to wake up again for some reason I felt a pull to the stranger named Andrew. And finally not only was my body resting but so was my mind.

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Thank goodness that was a lot to write oh well all for my readers; but phew that was a lot to take in wasn't it? She has amnesia doesn't remember anything do you think Andrew figured that out and what's going on with this mate thing! Only time will tell until next time.
~Adieu