Believing in Fate

Chapter 9

                                                                                 Katelyn

It felt like hours, even though it has only been a few minutes. Matt came and took us to the pack doctor. When we came in he looked at us like we were crazy, bringing a human to him. But once i told him that he was my mate he understood complete.

It has been a few hours, I explained what happened to his mother and father, told they that i would be bringing him home once my doctor gave him the okay. They wanted to come over and see him but i told them that we were pretty far away and that they need to watch after there other kids.

Matt and I have been in the waiting room the entire time and not knowing what's going on is killing me. Our pack doctor walks out of Max's room. Making his way towards us, holding his clip board at his side.

"So." Matt says, both of us getting up out of our seats.

"We had do put in a couple of stitches over his left eye. More then likely its going to scar. He's luckily that none of the glass from his glasses got into his eyes, or he could have went blind." He takes a moment to catch his breath as before he goes on. "We popped his shoulder back into place, gave him a sling, he's going to need to take the pain pills and antibodies. Come back in a week to get the stitches removed."

"He also has a cracked rip and some bruises. Its not to serious but he's going to need to take things slow and take care of his self."

"Can i go in and see him?" I ask with hopeful eyes.

"Yes you may, he's awake and has been asking for you since he woke up." Telling him thank you i rush into his room. Tears threaten to spill as i take in his appearance. It's all my fault that he's like this, that he got hurt. What am i going to do?

                                                            Max

She just stood there. I know what she's thinking. Its all my fault, but it's not, it's my fault. If i wasn't a small weak person I could have taken care of myself in a much safer manner. I don't think she realized that she's crying.

"Its okay." I try to sit up in the hospital bed, a sharp pain stabs me in my stomach, causing me to sink back down into the bed. "Ah..Please." I try so hard to compose myself  because i know that i'm the reason as to why she's crying. "Don't cry. I'm fine."

She let it go. It was the finally straw. She runs over to me, smacking into my with a hug. I hold back the yelling out in pain, because i know she didn't mean to do it. Her tears soak throw the material of my hospital gown. Its not like i care.

"I..I'm sooooo sorry." she cry's. "Its all my fault. I should have known that James would try something like that. I should have known." her crying grows louder, taking my good arm and placing my hand to her head. Her soft red hair flows between my fingers as i stroke her head.

"No its not." she goes quiet to listen to what i have to say. "If I weren't the small, frail week guy I would have been able to fight back, I would have been able to stop James from making you cry." She lifts he head to look at me. Her eyes red and buff from crying.

"No its not us." she says in a firm voice."they're the one at fault. James and his friends, they know what they are and they know that since there wolfs they are stronger then other people."

"Wolfs? what do you mean by they're wolfs?" Her eyes widen.

"I mean that's what i call them." she answers. "They act like they are better then everyone, they're monsters but i see them more as wolfs. How the wait for the right opportunity to strike, and...things like that." she tell me. I know she's hiding something but i know that right now is not the time to tell me.