Lycan king's substitute breeder novel Chapter 23

Vivian

"Grab her!" One of the nurses, a chubby one, yelled at her fellow nurses who ran towards me and grabbed me before locking my arms with theirs.

The chubby nurse, who seemingly was the head of all nurses, walked up to me with a frown on her face. She kept her arms akimbo and glared at me.

"Where were you?" she questioned, demanding.

"I'm really sorry for running off. I had something to take care of," I said.

She snarled and pointed a finger at my face. "Let me warn you. Don't leave this hospital for any reason. If you must go out, tell one of the medical staff or you can call us. There is a telephone in your ward for crying out loud," she whined.

"I'm sorry," I whispered and briefly bowed my head in respect.

She sighed and went to the side. "Just take her away. Make sure you lock the door from the outside so that she wouldn't try to leave ever again," she said.

"No! Please wait!" I cried out.

"Dammit! What is it? What do you want?" she asked, her face looking angry.

"I'm sorry, but I have a question," I muttered.

"I'm listening, so go on," she sharply said.

"When am I going to leave here?" I asked, my eyes filled with pity and sadness.

"What?" she said, giving me a stony look.

"Please! I just want to know. I'm tired of staying in this boring hospital when I'm fine. I swear, I'm better now," I said.

"You are not going to leave here," she snapped.

"But... but why?" I stuttered, my eyes shaking.

"King Oregon has ordered that we keep you in and watch you closely. He doesn't want you to leave the hospital, neither does he want us to discharge you yet. We shall wait for his order before dismissing you. Now, take her away," she ordered, pointing at the lobby.

My face turned pale as the ladies pulled me away. Why was King Oregon behaving this way? Why would he give that kind of order when he wanted me gone? Wouldn't it be better if I ran off from the hospital and the pack as a whole? Wasn't that what he wanted since he didn't want to see my face?

I was finally taken to my ward, and when I entered, the ladies jammed the door and locked it.

I sadly sighed and walked back to the bed, hoping that Oregon would call on me later and give me good news.

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Laura was in her bedroom having tea, and she kept stealing glances at Stephen, who seemed deep in thought. He was sitting on the smallest couch, with his eyes on the wall. His mind was obviously somewhere else; Laura could tell.

"What is wrong with him?" she muttered and carefully placed the cup on the saucer.