My mind kept on drifting towards the happenings at my place earlier. Even as I approached the pack infirmary, images of the Alpha as he stood there continued pushing forward.
Focus, I kept on repeating the word in my mind as I gently walked over to see Janette. With sure, gentle and harmonious footsteps, I finally made my way into the infirmary.-
The ground floor hallway of the infirmary stretched beyond. The walls on either side of the hallway were painted with an ultra warm white colour, that seemed to revive life somehow. As the sole of my shoes came into contact with the clean baby blue vinyl flooring, the light sound of my footsteps could be heard.
My eyes snapped up to the calla ceiling whose colour matched that of the floor. The LED warm blue lighting made me feel comfortable despite the underlying nervousness.
I had walked through the hallway countless times and yet the smell of the air never changed at all. It always had an undertone of bleach and detergent. The hallways weren't busy at all, seeing that werewolves never needed medical attention unless they were badly injured, which was very rare.
Normal human infirmaries were always full of patients, medics and families coming to visit their patients. But this, this was totally different.
It was very clean for an infirmary, something that made a lot of pack members appreciate our Alpha.
The public facilities in our pack were always clean, nothing ever seemed in disarray. The assigned pack members had to make sure everything was in order, otherwise they would incur the wrath of the Alpha.
I passed several blue double doors on either side before I got to where Janette was. I knew for a fact that she was in the main female private hospital room. It was specifically designed for the high ranked female pack members.
I stood in front of the hermetic double doors for almost a minute wondering why she wanted to see me. Deciding that I had no choice but to get inside, I pushed my way past the doors, opening them with my hands.
The Beta was seated on a plastic chair beside Janette's hospital bed, as he held his mate's left hand on his right one. His eyes on the girl beside him didn't waver, even after my entrance. He knew I wasn't a threat at all, either that or he knew he could eliminate me in seconds.
The room was simple with walls painted a soft white. On the right side of the hospital bed was a light-filled window with blue window panes that lit up the entire room.
'Tamina. ' Beta Jayson addressed me.
'Tamara. ' I answered back, maintaining my distance from the two mates.
'What? ' He questioned.
'My name is Tamara, not Tamina. This is the last time I'm reminding you of my name. ' I fired back, not afraid of him in the slightest.
'That is no way to talk to your Beta, you must apologise this instant.' He let go of his sleeping mate's hand and stood before me. He was angered by my actions, but was I supposed to let him call me a name that wasn't mine?
'You want to turn violent before your assaulted mate because of misnaming me? Any aggression towards me and you will remind her of what she has been through. '
'She's asleep, I wo...'
'Oh no, you expect me to keep quiet while you threaten to hurt me? My scream will wake her up before you even make another step. You know just how good your hearing is for the likes of you'
'Are you threatening me? ' He asked in plain mockery.
' Oh no, I merely warning you. You of all people know she needs as much sleep as she can get. Any slight yelling will wake her up and she won't take it easy if her sleep is disrupted. '
'Especially by you. ' I pointed at him, smiling slightly at my victory.
He cast down his eyes on the floor, with his lips set on a thin line. He didn't like it that I had told him off, but his love for his mate put his ego into sleep. After seconds of staring angrily at me, he sat back on the chair. Mates weren't supposed to hurt each other, and in this situation, he wouldn't dare wake her up. He was ashamed of his actions, something that was very normal among mated werewolves.
Will I ever experience such a bond?
'Alpha Ryker said your mate wanted to see me. ' I stated, after a much-needed silence, walking close to her. She was now stirring awake, and before Beta Jayson could utter a word, her eyes finally opened.
She first looked at her mate, obviously admiring him. How I wished I'd have someone looking at me so lovingly. I always wondered if I'd ever had a mate. The pack had endlessly reminded me that I was different and different to them meant no mate. It meant no one would love a witch like me and their goddess would never pair me with anyone.
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