More Than Meets The Eye - 《COMPLETE》

Chapter Thirty Three - Learning Something New

Chapter altered to different POV
20/12/2017
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Dereks POV

"All I want is for Mila to get better and wake up." I tell her without an ounce of hesitation.

She gives me the most heart warming smile, that calm my nerves and frantic state of mind down.

"That is most certainly something I can grant you, dear. Her body has been struggling to heal and while the doctors dont know it, her wolf was struggling to stay alive. She will still need some time to heal but it shall be faster and I promise her and her wolf will wake up."

Next thing I know, her body is radiating white light. It gets so bright that It's blinding and I have to cover my face with my hands.

Suddenly waking up with a jolt and sit straight up, looking around. I'm still in his hospital room, on a very uncomfortable chair next to her bed.

It couldn't have been a dream... could it?

I look towards my mate, still in her slumber and hooked up to numerous machines. She looks like she has more color in her face but it still is such a heart breaking sight, seeing someone you love so helpless.

The guilt I have for her even being in here is high and unwavering. Had
I taken more precautions when she said she sensed someone watching her. Had I spent more time searching for her. Had I made more wolves look for her. All of which I wish I did, if it ment she wouldn't be here like this.

I'm staring at Milas body while gripping her hand tightly just willing her to wake up. Chanting in my head "Wake up, wake up, wake up."

I'm startled out of my thoughts when someone clears their throat. I didn't even realise someone had come in to her room. Looking up to see Chris with a stone cold look on his face, I'm shocked to see another behind him.

"Hey Alpha. This wolf requested to meet with you, he says he needed to make sure Mila was ok." Chris says in a low voice I wasn't sure I'd ever heard.

"You..." I growl out. My hand gripping my mates hand for comfort. After I nod at Chris, I turn to the bàśťàŕď that took Mila from me.

"I'm sorry about your mate. I hear word she's recovering slowly though. Is she going to be ok?" He asks looking nervous.

I just stare at him for a moment, surprised that he's even alive and here. Honestly, I thought if he lived he'd be half way across the country by now.

"You're alive?" I growl out, causing him to step back. "And why are you here?" I ask, my eyes darkening.

"I came to see if she got out ok after letting her out of the basement. I was keeping low but needed to know she was alright." He clears his voice clearly not sure what else to say.

"Why are you suddenly concerned anyway?" I find myself unable to resist the urge to ask, my anger mixing with confusion.

"I wanted to make sure you all got out, after all that happened. Believe it or not, I wasn't always a bad person and to see someone be tortured and treated the way she was... I hate myself for it. I'm truely sorry for my part in it all." He tells me with genuine regret in his eyes.

"Why did you help her after being the one that took her? Why would you even be apart of that śhìť anyway?" I probe.

He seems to be deep in thought for a while, staring at Mila for a moment before looking at me intensely before nodding. I felt angry at him eyeing her before his eyes met mine filled with loss.