The way of Fate

Chapter two: Chatterbox

published  7/14/18

Blaring lights met mine when I opened my eyes.

 Where was I?

  A beeping noise came from my left, and the place smelled like vinegar and death. I blinked several times to adjust my vision. 

A white ceiling was met by my gaze.  A prodding feeling was in my left arm and as I looked down I saw a mental stick with a long tube jabbed in my arm.

 I didn't like it.

I grabbed the tube thing and tucked on it but was stopped by a voice.

" I wouldn't do that if I was you"

 My gaze went up following the voice that spoke in the chair. In it was a man with almond skin tone and pale blue eyes. His curly hair was cut short with a fade making his face bone structure look sharper.  I stared at him trying to get him uncomfortable so he could leave. 

"Do you understand what I am saying", he said every word slowly.  

I'm not deaf nor stupid, but I didn't say anything other than just stare at him more. 

" Do. you. speak. Spanish. or.English ?", he asked chopping every single word in the sentence.

How ignorant of a man.  I stayed quiet not really trying to engage in a conversation.

" Okay then I'm going to go get the doctor so she can unplug you and take the IV out of your arm", he said. 

 I watched as he got out of the room his back muscles gripping to his shirt backing him more attractive than he already was. I signed if only he was my mate.  Not moments later did he stroll back in with a blonde woman who was holding a bundle of clothes in her hands.  She introduced herself as Dr. Dominguez. 

She quickly turned off all the machines that were next to me and took out the IV thing that was in my arm. She grabbed the bundle of clothes she had in her hands and gave them and said "Put these on, and when your done head out to the waiting room where Beta Morganstien will be waiting"

I looked at the man that was near the door not quite comprehending how he could be the Beta of the pack especially one in America.  I mean not that he didn't look strong, but he looked like an African American descent, and black people didn't really hold authority or high rank in this place. Well not after the Confederate won the second Civil War, and human rights progress started working slower so anybody that wasn't white suffered economically, financially and overall suffered in this country.  

I watched as they both exited out of the room.

 I grabbed the bundle of clothes that the doctor had given me, and quickly put on the maroon shirt over my sports bra and some black pants. I put on the slippers that were on the side of the bed.

I walked to the door and hesitated in opening it. I needed to tell the Beta that my mate was here in order not to be killed off, that was only if they let me look for my mate. 

 I took a deep breath and pushed the door open. 

There waiting was the Beta and Dr. Dominguez. Dr. Dominguez walked up to and whispered in a low voice only for me to hear " You need to get out of here, your people..... there all died.... and you're the only left, run when you get the opportunity". 

The news hit me like a bomb. I felt empty inside. Everyone was gone and I was the only one left. 

I looked and the Doctor and stood straight and gave her a small nod, not showing how the news was tearing me inside piece by piece.