Dante pulled on my arm and dragged me to the bed. 
                          
"This thing is so fucking uncomfortable!" I complained.
                          
Dante scoffed and rolled his eyes.
                          
"Don't roll your eyes at me!" I growled to him and he bit his lip, adjusting his position a little. 
                          
He turned and walked quickly out of the room before any other words were exchanged. The doctor guy walked in soon after Dante left.
                          
He looked at my leg and grimaced. 
                          
"Ajax did this? He really needs to be more careful of who he tries to attack. Why did he stop?"
                          
"My brother convinced him to. My brother is his mate." I spat.
                          
The man sighed and started cleaning the wound. 
                          
"It should heal soon since it's not infected." The doctor stated.
                          
"Thanks." I replied curtly.
                          
He nodded then left the room, leaving me alone.
                          
I looked around the blank room, trying to find something entertaining to do. 
                          
There was nothing, literally nothing to do. Not even a television.
                          
I drop my head on the pillow but lift it back up when I smell my mate coming closer. 
                          
The door to my room opens and his scent hits me full force. I almost moan. 
                          
"Ajax told me to bring you some clothes." He set the stack of clothes on the bed.
                          
"Thanks." I muttered.
                          
He nodded and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. 
                          
My heart clenched and I bit my lip, trying to hold back the painful tug to my heart.
                          
A tear fell and I wiped it away quickly. 
                          
My eyes grew heavy but I couldn't sleep.
                          
Sighing, I rub my hands over my face. 
                          
My eyes searched for a device to call someone. A red button blinked in front of me, words written underneath it. I couldn't read the words so I just pressed the button. 
                          
A nurse rushed in with a panicked expression.
                          
"What's wrong? Are you okay?"
                          
"I'm bored." I stated and she sighed. 
                          
"Is there anything I can do?"
                          
I shrugged.
                          
"What do you like to do?"
                          
"I'd like my mate in here but he doesn't want me." I said lowly.
                          
She frowned and rubbed my arm. 
                          
"I'm sorry. Maybe he'll come around." 
                          
"As if!" I scoffed.
                          
"Who is he?"
                          
"Dante..." I liked the way his name rolled off my tongue.
                          
"The beta?" 
                          
I nodded.
                          
"Oh, honey, he's completely straight. Like 100%." She said and I whined.
                          
"I'm sorry." She sent me a soft smile after she'd said that.
                          
I shook my head.
                          
"Don't be. It's not your fault that he doesn't want me." I told her. She smiled again and pat my shoulder.
                          
"I'm going to go get a movie." She walked out of the room and softly closed the door.
                          
My head dropped onto the hard pillow. A pain pierced through my heart, almost as if I was being struck by lightning.
                          
I groaned and closed my eyes. 
                          
The nurse came back in with a shelf full of movies rolling it's way into the room. Her eyes widened when she saw me.
                          
Sweat beaded on my forehead and my muscles flexed, trying to rid my heart of the horrible pain.
                          
She ran over to me and rambled about things that I couldn't concentrate on. I couldn't hear anything except a few words that repeated over and over in my head.
                          
"That fucking bastard. I'm going to kill him." She growled. 
                          
"W-what's happening?"
                          
"He's fucking someone right now..." She mumbled and I cried out in pain as another wave of ache hit me.
                          
He's fucking someone...
                          
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