Chapter twenty three


    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 red 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.


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    "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 thedies 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, thedies jammed the door and locked it.


    I sadly sighed and walked back to the bed, hoping that Oregon would call on meter and give me


    good news.


    —


    Laura was in her bedroom having tea, and she kept stealing nces 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 ced the cup on the saucer.


    "Hey, Stephen," she called, but there was no response. He was seriously in another world, deeply


    lost in his thoughts that he couldn''t even hear her or anything.


    "Stephen!" she called loudly, and he jerked out of his thoughts.


    He quickly faced her and raised his eyebrows in wonder.


    "What is wrong with you?" Laura asked, a frown upying her face.


    "What do you mean?" he inquired, his brows arching.


    "I called you, but you didn''t hear me. You look really lost in your thoughts. Tell me, what are you


    thinking about now?" she asked.


    Stephen hissed and looked away. "It''s none of your business."


    "Hold on. What are you even doing in my room? I didn''t invite you here. You just came in and sat


    down without saying a single word to me. What''s your problem exactly?" Laura asked, her face still


    frowning.


    "I''m sorry for being so harsh, but it''s your son''s fault," he replied and bit his lower lip.


    "Wait, who are you talking about? Do you mean King Oregon, my biological son?" she asked.


    "Who do you think I''m talking about then? Please stop being obnoxious," he sighed.


    Laura stood up and mmed her palm against the table in front of her, emitting a loud noise.


    Stephen was even forced to look at her.


    "You are aware I have warned you numerous times to keep my son''s name out of your mouth. Stop


    dragging him into our business," she yelled.


    Stephen scoffed and a sly smirk ran across his lips. "And if you must remember, I am the beta to


    that same son."


    "That is between you and him. But between us, we discuss different things. To be honest, it really


    annoys me whenever you randomly mention his name whenever you are speaking," she said.


    Stephen turned furious and got up immediately. "So, what do you want me to do now?" he yelled,


    his voice getting shaky.


    "What do you mean? Isn''t it a simple thing for you to keep his name away from your lips? And can


    you stop yelling at me? What if someone hears and gets the wrong idea?" she snapped.


    "You have got to be kidding me, right? Because I know one of thest things you will forget is that


    most rooms, including yours, are soundproof. Anyway, I wanted to tell you something, but since you


    keep acting this way, I''m just going to keep it to myself," he said, trying to leave.


    "Wait... What... What is that? Do tell me," she stammered, blinking her eyes fast.


    "Forget about it, Laura. I don''t think I can tell you anymore. But I can only give you a spoiler," he


    uttered, giving her a dangerous smirk that made Laura get chills.


    "What is that?" she asked softly.


    Stephen left the door and walked up to Laura, who was still on her feet. When he got to her, he ran


    his face across her own face and ced his lips just against her ear, then let out a soft whisper,


    "Get ready to set a room. Ady whom you detest so much ising soon."


    "What?" she could only mutter. Laura was yet to understand anything. She felt a bit confused.


    "I will leave now," he winked and finally walked out.