His Lost Lycan Luna (Kyson and Ivy)

Chapter 118

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Nothingness, complete oblivion, is what I expected. Yet when my heavy eyes opened, tears brimmed in my eyes. The beep of hospital equipment reached my ears as I blinked up at the ceiling. Why? How could life be so cruel and bring me back?

“Thank g*d,” I heard a gasp before Kade suddenly hovered over me. His hands were pawing at me, and looked away from him.

“I thought I lost you; the Moon Goddess must have heard my prayers,” he gushes, fussing over me like he was some fantastic mate and not the person who did this.

“She heard yours, but mine fell on deaf ears,” I groaned. F**k, if she had heard mine, I would have been d**d years ago. But here I am still, the so-called Goddess f*****g s**t up and not giving me the luxury of d***h.

Kade grabs my face in his hands. Sparks rush over my entire body and make my whole body heat up. The bond reacts despite knowing what kind of monster he is. I gasp in h****r as I become aware of the throbbing in my neck. Instinctively, I reach up and touch my mark to find it fresh.

Kade remarked me. Our severed bond is now stronger than ever by the feeling of the sparks that coursed over my entire body. Kade purrs while I just think of how I failed to sever the bond and was again stuck with the miserable b*****d.

“That was close,” Kade sighs, kissing my forehead like he was some loving mate. I just blink and say nothing.

“Well, at least you learned your lesson. Then, after all this mess, we can go home. Cassandra said she would make you a nice dinner. Need to get you up to full strength so we can complete the mating process; lasso will ask the Doctor to give you something to bring on your heat,” he says before walking out. This could not be happening. I swallowed and tried to move my hand to brush my hair back to find I was handcuffed to the bed by one hand. I tug on the handcuff, yet it doesn’t budge. Sitting up, my entire body ached.

My leg burned the most, and so did every inch of me. Using my other hand, I tug the hospital gown down a little, groaning as I do. My shoulder was covered in stitches. Rolling the skirt up, my leg was the same. His mark may have saved me but didn’t heal me that is when I noticed the drip attached to my hand. I follow the line to see the blood bag and another bag.

I choke when I realize it had the same label as the s**t Cassandra had been pumping into me. No wonder l look like Frankenstein. Kade was still preventing me from shifting, and g*d knows how long that drip had been attached to me because it was dark outside, and I wasn’t even sure it was the same day.

I lay back down when I hear Kade talking to the Doctor and listening to their voices grow nearer. Kade saunters into the room, a massive grin on his face.

“The Doctor said you can come home tomorrow, isn’t that great? He will prepare the injection just before you are discharged,” he tells me.

A nurse comes in a few minutes later with a tray of food. She glances at Kade nervously, and I can tell she fears him with the way she averts her gaze to the floor and drops her head, her curly dark hair covering her face.

“Hurry, hurry,” Kade snaps at her as she wheels a small table over that slid under the bed before turning the tabletop so it sat above me. The smell of food made my belly growl hungrily. My mouth salivated. She set a tray on the table, and Kade clicked his tongue and growled.

“It’s too much; I said something small until after her heat,” Kade snapped at the woman. Taking the tray, which smelled divine, he took a pudding cup off it before thrusting the tray at her. She glanced at me, and my stomach screamed in protest as he took whatever was under the plate cover from me. He slaps the pudding cup on the table. The woman bites her lip but takes the tray looking at me apologetically. She goes to hand me the spoon, but Kade slaps it out of her hand.

The more I stared at her, for some reason she reminded me of someone I just couldn’t think of who? It was her eyes and cheekbones. They looked familiar. I had no idea why I felt that way.

“Idiot. It could be used as a weapon,” he snarled at her. The woman blinks at him.

“She is handcuffed, Alpha. Where would she go?”

“Until I complete the mating process, no utensils. I don’t want my mate to harm herself,” Kade growls.

“Maybe I can feed her. You said she hadn’t eaten in days; the Doctor recommended this meal to help strengthen her.” she tried to argue, and I saw the malicious glint in his eye.

“It’s alright. I’m not hungry. Just thirsty,” I tell her, not wanting to get her into trouble. Yet my belly rumbled loudly. We all heard it in the quiet room.

“See?” Kade says, snatching the juice cup off the tray. He thrusts it at me, and my hand shakes as I take it from him.

“Now leave. You are the last person I want to see in her room,” he snarled, and she nodded before rushing out. I stared after her as she ran out.

“B****y fool, are you alright, my love?” he says, and l look at Kade and nod.

It was like his personality switched back and forth. He takes the juice cup and pokes a hole before handing it back. I tried to figure out why the woman looked so familiar. I knew I hadn’t seen her before, but something about her gave me deja vu.

Shaking the thought off, I drank my juice cup. Kade only allowed me half the pudding cup and watched me dig it out with my fingers. It was humiliating, but I remained quiet, hoping he would leave soon. After about an hour of sitting in silence watching Kade fiddle with his phone, he stood up from the blue chair and walked over to me.

Leaning over the bed, he gripped my chin, tilting my face up to his before shoving his tongue down my throat. The bond reacted but I just went to my safe place, went to the dark parts of my mind, and floated.

“I need to go, but I will be back first thing in the morning. The Doctor will send someone in to give you some d***s to help you sleep,” he said, and I nodded my head robotically.

I tried everything to get out of the handcuff, but nothing worked; it was that tight the tips of my fingers were going numb from putting strain on it trying to break out of it. My will to escape d***g along with the last part of my will to live when the crippling pain washed over me.