Chapter 701
“You got a lot of your color back,” Eliza said as she entered the hospital room. It’s been a few hours since I woke up the first time. I’ve been in this hospital for about 15 or so hours now, and I was ready to see my mate. My wolf was restless, and yet I could still feel that she was weaker than usual. I didn’t like the feeling of my wolf being weak, and it made me feel vulnerable.
“Have you heard from Gavin?” I asked.
She nodded, looking a bit uncertain for a moment.
“He had some natters to take care of. But he’ll be here soon,” she assured me.
“What kind of matters?” I asked.
“It’s nothing for you to be concerned about…” she told me, patting my hand gently. “You just need to focus on recovering you, your wolf, and the protection of your unborn pup.”
I nodded, though I wanted to argue some more about it with her. My phone buzzed on the bedside table; I hadn’t even noticed it was there. Eliza had it on the charger, which made a small smile tug at my lips. I reached over and grabbed it while Eliza changed out my IV bag.
I saw that I had a few missed texts from both Nan and my mother. They didn’t bother calling me, knowing that I was in the hospital, but they sent me words of love and encouragement so I wouldn’t forget that they were thinking of me. They’d be here with me if Eliza would allow visitors, but she was being cautious, which I couldn’t blame her for. I came close to losing my baby, and if it weren’t for her… I probably would have.
The newest message was from Nan; she sent a photo along with a caption that read: Um… what the fuck happened?
The photo was of Gavin… he was covered in blood.
My entire heart fell into my stomach, and it felt like the wind had been knocked out of me.
I typed a message back.
Me: When was that photo taken?
It only took a second for Irene to message back.
Irene: Woah, wasn’t expecting a reply right now? How are you feeling? Still in the hospital? Can I come visit? We’ve all been so worried.
I rolled my eyes at the fact that she ignored my question, but I knew she and everyone else were worried, so I couldn’t blame her for firing off all these questions.
Me: I haven’t been cleared for visitors yet. I’m feeling okay, though. I found out a lot of stuff I’ll have to catch you up on later. But was that picture you took recent?
Irene: I just took it now. He just got home. He’s in the shower. He was muttering something about some asshole as he stomped up the stairs.
My heart weighed heavily in my chest.
Why was Gavin covered in blood?
“What’s wrong?” Eliza asked once she was done changing the IV.
I showed her the picture of Gavin, and her face went pale.
“Do you know why he’s covered in blood?” I asked, my brows furrowed as I looked up at her.
She bit her lip and looked away. I knew at that moment that she did, in fact, know why he was covered in blood.
“What do you know?” I asked. “Why am I being kept in the dark about what’s happening outside of this hospital?”
“Because I don’t want to stress you out… You can’t handle the stress right now,” she told me, trying to keep her tone calm.
“Not IS stressing me out
even
“1
I told her firmly. “Please,
the truth, Eliza. He’s
mate… why is he covered ind?”
She sighed and sat at my bedside.
“Okay, look… I’m telling you this because you deserve to know what actually happened to you,” she told me, making my heart stutter. What did she mean by that? What actually happened to me? I waited silently for
her to continue. “You were to
drugged…”
I frowned.
“I already knew that,” I told her. “By the doctors… they gave me Moonshade.”
She shook her head.
“Not just that… you were drugged at the party last night. Someone dosed your juice with Wolf’s bane…”
My entire body froze, and my eyes grew wide.
“Wait… what?” I gasped.
She nodded, meeting my eyes; I could see the seriousness in her gaze.
“Yeah… you were drugged at the
party, and the distress of it
weakened your wolf and almost made you miscarry your baby,” she explained. My lips wobbled as suppressed the tears. “Gavin found the waiter who drugged the drink, and well…” She motioned for the picture. “Something tells me the waiter didn’t make it.”