CHAPTER 4

“What's going on here?” I asked.

 

Both heads turned to look at me, and the nurse rushed over to me. 

 

“Ms. Campbell, he had been like that since morning.” 

 

My eyes met Tedros, and he had a betrayed look on his face. He stared at me like I had just betrayed him. Well, I betrayed him just because I took him to the hospital to check his body.

 

“You better hide your men.” Tedros piped. “Because if you don't and I find the one who shot me with a tranquilizer, I am going to kill him.”

 

“No, you won’t,” I responded, turning my gaze to the nurse. “Go on. I will take it from here.”

 

The nurse nodded before leaving us. Tedros folded his arms and stared at me as I walked over to his bed. I could feel that he had something to say to me.

 

“Say it,” I muttered.

 

He crooked his head to the side, his eyes squinting. “Everyone here seems to be listening to you.”

 

I placed the lunch box on the bed and grabbed the little table that was meant for patients. I placed it on the bed in front of him and unlocked the lunch box.

 

“Yes, I am the leader here,” I replied.

 

“An alpha?” He sounded amused.

 

“Can’t girls be Alpha?” I asked. 

 

“You are really an Alpha? Wow.”

 

I stared at him before setting the food on the table. “I didn’t know that someone would be amused seeing me as an Alpha.”

 

“It’s cool, trust me.” He reassured me.

 

I glanced at him, and he had a sincere look in his eyes. I could tell that he wasn’t pulling my legs. “You should eat up.'' I handed the spoon to him.

 

He took the spoon from me before staring at the food in front of him. He looked confused as he stared at the food. “Who made it?”

 

“It’s your favorite,” I said. “And I made it.”

 

That seemed to make him relieved. He began eating while I just watched him. I hoped he didn’t notice the smell of the pills in the food. I couldn’t bring myself to tell him about him being a threat to anyone; it had taken research to find that, so most werewolves don’t know about it.

 

That’s why I have thought about it all night and barely slept until I have thought it all out. I have finally made up my mind, but I needed his permission to make my thoughts happen. I watched him as he devoured the food until there was nothing left on the plate.

 

He stared at me. “Thanks for the food, Ducky. I am glad that you are trying to take care of me, but I have to go.”

 

“Where are you going?” I questioned.

 

“Back to where I came from.” 

 

“And that is?”

 

He studied me for a while before blurting it out rudely. “It’s none of your business."

 

Didn’t he thank me a few minutes ago? Why was he being rude? 

 

“I think it is my business,” I stated it firmly. “You are my business and my responsibility.”

 

He stared at me like I had just said something stupid, but he didn’t say a thing. I found it hard to tell what he was thinking. 

 

“Whatever, I am leaving.” He tossed the blankets and rose to his feet. 

 

I rose to my feet and followed him as he headed for the door. I spent all night rehearsing what I was going to say to him. I can’t just let him leave like that. As his hand reached out to pull the door, I moved in front of him, placing myself in between him and the door.

 

Being there made me look incredibly small. He was much taller than me, and I had to strain my neck to look at him. That’s what I get for being 5'4. He loomed over me, a wide grin on his face as he peered down at me. 

 

Did I forget to mention that he always made fun of my height because he was 6’6?

 

“You aren’t leaving until you listen to me,” I said. 

 

“What is it, Ducky?” He looked bored.

 

“I called your family and told them about you being here.” 

 

His eyes widened. “You did what? I don’t want to be seen by them.”

 

I tried to think of a way to make him stay and be unable to leave. “You have to be seen by them, and do you think that I paid your hospital bills for you to leave like that?”

 

“What do you want me to do?”

 

“You have to pay up the money for the treatment, and it costs $30,000,” I answered.

 

Yes, I know. I exaggerated a little bit. His payment wasn’t up to that, but I have checked him up, and I could bet that he didn’t have $2, not to talk about him having that amount. I guess that the loan was going to keep him around for a while.

 

“What? That much?” Tedros yelled. “That was why I never wanted to come to the hospital in the first place.”

 

“You contracted a dangerous illness, and it was treated.” 

 

He arched his brows. “Are you lying to me, Ducky?”

 

“I am not.”

 

He stared at me for a while before shrugging. “I will give it to you.”

 

“When?” I asked, glad that things were going just as I planned. “I know that your family business has fallen and your family is currently going bankrupt.”

 

Tedros looked at me like he had no idea the family business was failing. Well, that's right; he hasn't been home for three years. “When was that?”

 

“Since last year,” I replied.

 

I watched the expression on his face, waiting for the right time to offer my proposition. His face knotted into a frown, and then he looked guilty. He was the one who was running the family business before he decided to leave.

“Well, it’s still none of your business. Focus on your pack, your business, and all.” He ruffled my hair. “I am leaving.” He brushed past me and pulled the door open. “I will pay you back.”

 

No! That’s not what I want! As I glanced at his back, it was like my chances were slipping away.

 

“I can help save your business!” I yelled before he took a step out the door.

 

He came to an abrupt halt and glanced at me over his shoulder. “What?”

 

I repeated my words, and he stared at me in utter disbelief.

 

“I can invest in your company. I have enough money that would help your business get back on its feet.” I announced, but he was still looking at me, bewildered. “But I am not doing it for free, though.” I continued.

 

He closed the door and turned around to face me. “And what is it that you want?”

 

I gulped. I have come this far. There was no way that I was going to back down now. I held my head high.

 

“I want marriage,” I revealed.

 

He was taken aback. “What?”

 

“I want you to marry me.”