The Alpha Chose Me

Jake grabbed a hold of my hand squeezing gently as we walked through the entrance. My heart was beating so fast, I felt sick.

As soon as I saw her a cry fell from my lips, I tried to run away but Jake caught me around the waist pulling me to him. "No, I can't, I can't see her like this". She wasn't conscious, an oxygen mask covered her face. "I've got you". He whispered.

"It's was her blood pressure, why is she hooked up to those machines?". I walked further into the room

"I'm going to get the doctor". Carter squeezed my shoulder.

This wasn't real, she was fine today. We went shopping, had lunch. Why didn't she mention she was sic

Letting go of Jake's hand I took the seat beside her bed. "She was fine". I whispered placing my hand on top of hers. "I don't understand what's going on. How can she just get sick?".

Feeling his presence behind me he placed his hand on my shoulder. "Let's just see what the doctor says. There's no point in overthinking before we know what's going on".

"I can't help but overthink. What if it's bad?". I couldn't live without her. I couldn't imagine her not being in my life.

As soon as Carter came back with the doctor I got to my feet. "What's wrong with her, why is she like that?" asked.

"I'm Dr Charles I will be treating Ellen for as long as she is here. I'm assuming you're Leah?". He smiled

I wasn't really interested in formalities. Not to be rude but I just wanted to know what was wrong with my gran. "Is she going to be okay?".

"Your gran has a bad chest infection, she's struggling to breath which is why she's wearing the oxygen mask.

Gripping Jake's hand I squeezed. "But you're going to help her right?".

"We're going to keep her overnight and if she isn't any better by tomorrow then we'll start her on a course of antibiotics". "But she will be okay?".

"We're going to take care of her the best we can. Please don't worry to much Leah. I'll be back to check on her soon". "My mom and dad will be here tomorrow morning". Carter said.

"Where's George?".

"He's off getting some coffee. I'm going to head home and get a change of clothes I'll be back soon".

"I'll stay both of you have a pack meeting to go to".

"I'm not leaving you". Jake's grip on my hand tightened. "The pack will wait as long as they need to".

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"The pack meeting can wait. This is more important".

"It can't wait when there are rogue wolfs running about. Go home, the pack need to know what's going on". "Babe-...

"I'll be fine I promise". Placing a kiss on his cheek he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"As soon as it's done I'll be back". Kissing the top of my head he let me go. "You need me you call".

"I know". George entered the room holding 2 coffee cups, he gave Jake a knowing look before a nod of the head.

"How is this happening?". I asked taking the coffee cup from him.

"She's not been feeling good the last few days but every time I mentioned the doctor she brushed me off. I should have forced her to come".

"I don't get why she wouldn't come and get checked out. I don't know what I'll do if something happens to her".

"She's strong Leah we both know that. Don't you have to attend the pack meeting?".

"I'm not a wolf remember". Taking a seat by her bed I felt the lump appear in my throat. I couldn't help but think the worst.

"But you are the next Luna. Your presence should be known". He took the chair next to me taking my grans hand in his.

"Maybe but my gran is more important. I'm not leaving". And I didn't. I sat with her all night with Jake and Carter by my side.

...

It was the hushed voices that woke me. Wiping the drool from the side of my mouth I lifted my head from Jake's shoulder. My aunt and uncle were in the room. 2 people I hadn't seen in years. My aunt Claire so much like my mom. I felt the lump appear in the back of my throat. Jake's hand was rested against the lower of my back. Glancing at my gran I didn't see any change, she still looked the same as before. That oxygen mask still placed upon her face. "We have to prepare ourselves". My aunt Claire was sat at the other side of her bed, her hand clutching my grans.