Alpha Derek

7

"Here's the shampoo, soaps and stuff, there's your towel and I'll be right outside. Call me when you're done or if you need help."

I was seated on the edge of the tub as Derek gave me instructions. I nod and he steps outside of the bathroom before closing the white curtains that disabled anyone from peeking inside. And by anyone, I meant my mate.

I took off the clothes, sliding into the bathtub that was filled by hot water which had me relaxing instantly. I sigh in content and remain so for a few minutes before reaching out to the shampoo bottle.

I rinse all the filth off me, wincing occasionally as my bruises and wounds come into contact with anything.

It might just be my imagination but I feel as if my bruises have healed more rapidly this time. Eliminating the large ones, I can't even spot the small ones that I remember having earlier.

Once I'm satisfied bathing, I slide out sitting again at the edge of the bathtub and manage to wrap the towel around me. Drying my body off I put on Dereks humongous t-shirt and boxers which I had to fold twice in order to make sure they wouldn't slide off.

"Derek," I croak out in a whisper. Clearing my throat, I call out again louder in case he hadn't heard me the first time, "Derek!"

The door immediately opened, presenting my mate. He did a once over, to check if I was decent, before walking over to me, lifting me into his arms and putting me on the sink platform again.

I frowned in confusion.

Why did he seat me here?

Derek goes on his knees and opens the drawer under the sink to pull out....the first aid kit.

My eyes go wide.

Again?

Placing the kit on the other side of the platform he closes the drawer and stands up.

I look into his eyes.

...but he had been so nice to me since I woke up! Would he do it again? Inject me with a needle? He knows I don't like them!

My eyes welled up with tears and my lips start to quiver.

He was going to do it again.

When Derek notices my hurt expressions he must've realised what I was thinking because he takes a big stride towards me and places his warm hands on my cheeks.

"Hey. I'm not going to hurt you. No needles, I promise. We're only going to tend to your injuries and it won't hurt as much."

A tear slips out anyway and the one looking hurt now was Derek.

"Oh, baby. Please don't cry. It will only take a minute, then you can go back to sleep, okay?" He wipes away the tears.

I nod.

He won't hurt me intentionally. He won't. He just cares for me. He's my mate. I have a mate now, I asked for this. Now I have to trust him.

I sniff and wipe my cheek, nodding again.

I trust him.