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Beep. Beep Beep.

The constant beeping is really pissing me off. Groaning at it I roll over in my sleep. I flinch at a sudden pain in my arm. Hissing, I open my eyes and look down. I see that there is a needle sticking out of my arm. 

Hmmm. What the hell happened? Why is there a needle in my arm? I lift my head up and look around the room. I'm in a hospital room? I freeze looking in the corner. Sitting in a chair is Greyson, in the most uncomfortable position ever. Looking at him brings everything rushing back into my mind like a flood. I try to scoot farther towards the wall, far from him. 

The beeping sound rises as I get nervous. Bringing Greyson out of his sleep. He blinks a few times before his gaze settles on me. He jumps up from the chair and walks over to me. He leans forward and tries to grab my hand in his. I quickly rip my hand away keeping it far from him.

"No...No..pl-please stay away from me." I cry out at him. A look of confusion crosses his face.

"Why?Lane what's wrong?" He questions. He goes and grabs the chair from before and brings it to my bed side, sitting down in it.

"You.. you monster. Stay away." I whisper out. His eyes soften and fill with a look of pain.

"I am so sorry Lane. Please forgive me. Don't push me away. I am so sorry for what I did. I'll do anything for you to forgive me. Seeing you lying on the floor, in your own blood, and then here in this bed for days on end. It has made me realize just what I've done to you and how sorry I am for it. Please Lane please, give me a chance. I want to make it up to you, in any way I can. Tell me what you need and I can give it to you." He draws his hand closer to mine again. He slowly reaches his fingers towards mine. Leaving the centimeters apart. If I just move my finger a little, I can touch him.

"I um.. I need some time Greyson. I can't forgive you for what you have done. I um.. I think we should take some time first." I tell him

"Can we be friends?" He asks me. Hope filling his eyes.

"I um.. I guess so." His face instantly brightens at my answer. He grabs hold of my hand and gives it a small squeeze.

"Thank you Lane, thank you so much. I promise you I won't screw it up."

"I'm giving you one chance Greyson. Don't screw it up" I plead to him.

"I won't Lane. I promise you I will not let you down." He leans down and kisses my knuckles.

He pulls away.

"Sorry um.. friends don't do that, I know. I'm sorry." He apologizes letting go of my hand.

"It's okay Greyson." Grabbing ahold of his hand again.

He gives me a small smile from the gesture.

"Can I go back to my room yet?" I ask him.

"Let me go ask the nurse okay? I'll be right back." He gets up from the chair and goes out of the room, closing it behind him.

I exhale a breath I didn't know I was holding in. Calming down now that he isn't in the room. I feel a little calmer with him gone for the time being. Not so focused on him and what he makes me think about. When he's in the room I can't focus on anything but him, and when he's not in the room he's all I can think about.

I don't know why I told him I want to be friends. I don't. I want my god damn mate to act like my god damn mate. and god dammit I'm gonna make him beg for me. I want him down on his knees, looking up at me with those gorgeous eyes and that god like face of his begging for my forgiveness.

A small knock on the door brings me out of my thoughts. I look at the door and see Greyson slowly opening the door.

"You got the all clear just a quick check up and then you are free to go" He says. He comes back to his place at my side and grabs my hand again. 

Another knock on the door, and in peaks the head of the pack doctor. He gives us both a smile and enters the room.

"Hello there Alpha and Luna" He says to the both of us, nodding his head at us.

"We will just to a quick check up on your wounds and then you are all set to go." He comes over to the bed and begins taking the blanket off of me.

A snarl rips through the room. I look over at Greyson to see him, his eyes bright red and his mouth curled into a snarl.

"Get your hands away from my fucking mate you mutt." He spits out at the doctor. I grip his hand in mine trying to hold him back from attacking the doctor.

"Grey, it's ok. He won't hurt me or touch me. Im yours." I tell him. At the sound of my voice he turns to look down at me. 

I pull on his arm signaling him to come towards me. He leans down and rests his head in the crook of my neck. Deeply inhaling.

"I love the nickname mate. Turns me on. You make me rock hard." He whispers in my ear. I tense up, flames flowing through me as I get turned on from my mates words. 

I look over at the doctor and give him a small nod and a smile for him to continue while Greyson is distracted. 

As the doctor continues his examination I stroke up and down his back keeping Greysons focus on me and not the doctor. He rumbles in content as I continue.

"All right you are all set here." The doctor says covering me back up with my blanket and backing away from me. Greyson raises up and steps away from me. Watching the doctor very closely.

"She needs to continue resting for a few days, and by then you should be back to 100%. If you have any problems don't hesitate to call me up." He gives me a small smile and Greyson a curt nod before turning and heading out of the room.

"Ready to go back to our room?" He asks. I freeze up.

"What do you mean our?" 

"Well I can't have you living on your own right now, not with you being injured. So over the past few days of you being in the hospital I've been having our own room built. For us, not just for me or just for you." I have to admit, but as annoying as this is, it is sweet. It is the though that counts.

"Okay." I simply say.

He takes the blanket off of me and and slides his arms under me slowly, lifting me up off of the bed. 

Walking out of the room he leads me through the hospital and out the doors, the sudden gust of wind makes me shiver. Greyson pulls me closer to him on instinct, making me warm up.

He open the castle doors and leads me inside and up the staircase. Looking down at the freshly cleaned floor, no blood from me in sight.

Many stair cases and hallways later we finally arrive to a signal door at the end of the hallway. He looks down at me and gives me a smirk before opening up the door. My jaw drops at the interior of the room. Gasping at the sight in front of me. 

He brings me inside to a gorgeous room. 

"A room made for a king and queen." He whispers in my ear. Leading me to the bed and slowly sets me down on the bed.

"Sleep now my queen. Make sure to get some rest tonight, and heal up." He says to me leaning down and kissing me on the forehead. Dragging the blanket up over me.

I close my eyes and sleep quickly consumes me.

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