Filed to story: The Rejected Werewolf Princess (Camilla & Tyson) by Didi Adeyemi >>
I wouldn’t admit it but hearing that brought a strange feeling to my belly. It felt good to know that someone cared enough me to watch over me not just because they were being paid to do it but because they actually wanted to and because they were worried
“He will be back before you know it she promised me. “Just you wait and see.”
She took the empty tray from me and placed the painkillers on my nightstand along with a bottle of water.
“This knocks me straight out,” I told her as I stared at them.
“Lucy and they’re just normal over the counter human medication,” she explained, “But you don’t have to take it now; you just have to take it before you go to bed.”
“Thank you Eve.” I said when she had reached the door. “For everything today: I am truly grateful.”
“We stick out for one another, don’t we?” with one last smile in my direction, she shut the door behind her leaving me in complete silence.
I waited in the silence for a few minutes, wondering when Ryker would return. I don’t know how long I had waited but I started to feel a little drowsy so I had decided to take the pills and go to bed.
I was about to take them when my door creaked open and Ryker’s huge frame filled the doorway.
“I thought you were asleep,” he admitted as he saw me staring up at him.
“I was about to.”
“I’m sorry I interrupted; I should just-,”
“No wait.” I stopped him, “You can come in; it’s fine.”
He looked at me for a second- two- three- before he nodded and made his way into the room. He took a seat in the chair that I know has to be uncomfortable as hell but that is where he sat all day.
“Earlier, did you know I was hurt?” I asked, “Or were you just in the right place at the right time.”
He paused for a second as if debating what to tell me, “I knew.”
“How?” I asked. I’ve never heard of that happening between wolves before. I’m also not a member of his pack so it makes no sense to me how he would have known.
“We are mates, Camilla,” he began slowly. “In extreme cases; we can feel each other’s pain and draw power from each other. That is what you did and I knew you were hurt.”
Thank you for coming to help me.”
“You don’t have to thank me for that. Anyone else would have done the same.”
A sad smile crossed my l*ps at his words. Not everyone would have done that. I know for a fact that Tyson would not have. he would have known and probably not cared or even if he came, it would have been to watch me writhe in pain.
Chaper 23
“What are you thinking about?” Ryker asked and I shrugged
“It isn’t important.”
He didn’t seem to believe me but he also didn’t want to push more than necessary because he nodded. The room went into comfortable silence and I decided that now would be a good time to take the pills.
It would take a fow minutes for them to kick in anyways and I’m sure it would be enough for me to ask what it was I needed.
I had to muster up the courage to speak. “Will Lauren be returning to watch me tomorrow?”
answer was quick and there was no hesitation, “She will not be returning until you are healed and even then, her return is to be determined. She will be serving the appropriate punishment for her actions.”
“Please don’t kill her.” She might be a horrible person but I don’t want her to die.
ould 1-“he trailed off and awareness settled on his features, “Lauren will not die; I assure you of that.”
I let out a sigh of relief. I wouldn’t want anyone’s death to be on my conscience. The pills had started to kick in and I was starting to feel a little drowsy but then I heard Ryker’s voice.
“She said it was an accident; is that true?”
I opened my mouth but then closed it. It could be classified as an accident depending on how one looked at it. I wasn’t paying attention and I didn’t see the stump, the fall wasn’t planned by anyone.
“Don’t think too much” Ryker said, “Just answer the question.”
“I tripped when I was running” I said finally, “I was not focused on the track and I fell.”
He frowned as if he was expecting me to say something else but then he nodded.
“You should rest, Camilla,” his voice was soft but detached: “We will talk about it tomorrow.”
His voice was like a command, one that my b*dy willfully obeyed because my eyes fell shut and sleep took me
It took a week before I was able to walk on the leg without feeling like I was about to die. I was still limping badly but at least I could afford to move around on my own.
Every day during that week, Ryker would be the one to help me whenever I wanted to take a bath and help me out. By the second day, I was already used to it but he would always leave right after and return fifteen to thirty minutes after. I still don’t know where he goes or what he does and a part of me is inherently curious about it.
Another thing that shocked me was the knowledge that Ryker wasn’t leaving for the pack house. I had asked Eve one day when he left and she told me that he hadn’t left for the pack house since I got hurt and had chosen to do his work in his office downstairs.
It was a real shock for me to realize that he willingly left his work and his usual office in favor of staying here because I had gotten hurt.
I made my way down the stairs despite the protest from my ankle and by the time I got the dining room and sat at the table, I was breathing deeply. That could have served as a workout.
Eve stepped out of the kitchen with a tray and when she saw me, she jumped slightly and placed a hand on her chest to calm herself.
“I thought you were eating upstairs.”