Can You Handle a Challenge Mr. Alpha?

What He Wanted

Chp. 28- What He Wanted

I stayed the entire night outside in the waiting room while Scott went through surgery. In the meantime I was trying to piece everything together, but only knew limited information on how  my mate got hurt. However,  if you're wondering I didn't feel like my heart had been ripped out. No. I felt pity for the unconscious guy laying on a stretcher waiting to wake up.

So,  as it turns out, Scott was in battle when all of this happened. He was fighting against a wolf from the Black Ravn Pack, one of Brandon's. Someone had mind linked him and told them something that caused him to lose focus of his opponent. This resulted in the wolf taking the opertunity and biting Scott in the neck.  When the others came to help,  Scott had already lost a lot of loss. So thye took him here immidietly and all of this happened when I was in a temporary coma.

But this is what they didn't tell me. They didn't tell me the news that Scott had received that made him lose focus. They also didn't tell me why he didn't fight back. 

Everytime I would ask Juliette, Nathan, Abby or Zeke they would say they didn't know.  But I knew they did, because every time I asked they made a short pause and theireyes traveled to the emergency doors before they responded.

Which left me with nothing to do until Scott gets out of surgery.  Even when I would have to wait until he wakes up. Then after that he would have to recover and after that the war war would have to end before I  can actually do something intresting.

I just don't understand how all of this happened so quickly. Just four weeks ago I had arrived at the Blue Moon pack territory. Just three weeks ago I had started bonding with everyone.  Two weeks ago I had escaped to Brandon's pack, and last week I had settled into the not-exactly-vault-protection place.

It was all too cruel.

How could the Moon Goddess change my life so quickly? I know I said I didn't want a mate, but that changed as I got to know Scott. Or maybe I'm a selfish bitch that wants a mate now that her's is probably in a coma.

What will happen when Scott wakes up? Will I go back to being scared of him? Of how easily I could fall if I let myself? Would Scott still want me after all I've made him go through?  Why should he if I can't even stand the sight of myself reflected on mirrors.

I wouldn't blame him if he didn't. How could I?

It's not his fault he got stuck with an awful person like me. All I was trying to do when I went to find Brandon was give Scott a chance to forget about me. I wanted him to  let the memory of me dissappear into oblivion,  because I knew that he deserved someone much better. I knew it and I hated it.

He'll never know that. He'll never know how much I wanted the Moon Goddess to pick a mate more worthy of his love. A mate that would easily return the feelings he had for her. A mate who would follow him even if there was no light at the end of the tunnel. A mate that deserved him.

This is awful. I can't remember the guy (Scott) but I can remember all these feelings.  Funny how we start thinking of why we did something when someone is about to die.

In this hour that I've been her, contemplating the gray wall in front of me I came down to two conclusions. One, having feelings suck. Two, I didn't want to lose Scott.

"Anna!" I heard a voice call.

I slowly turned my head to the side to see a too cheerful Abby walk towards me.  I sighed, at least it was better than a bitter Juliette.

Weird, I don't remember noticing them leave the waiting room.  I must've been really deep in misery.

I didn't want to see her. Or anyone  for that matter. I just needed to think about all this for one more hour. Or five wouldn't hurt.