Fifty Two

FIFTY TWO

NICHOLAS'S POV

The night was warm, but to someone like Avery? Cold probably would be the course of the night. I wasn't feeling sleepy, maybe because I went through a lot today.

My mind seems to knock on the door to my thoughts. She was hot, and sweaty. I watched her say some words. "Dad? I don't wanna go. I wanna stay with you daddy." She frowned her face as she said those words.

I went inside her closet to bring out a clean towel, and ordered the maid to bring warm water. A few minutes later, the maid came in.

"Thank you," I said. The maid just bowed down and left.

I heard a knock on her door. "Who is there?" I asked.

"Hoots," Hoots screamed behind closed doors.

"Come on in." I ordered.

He came in and saw Avery on the bed sweating. "Is she alright?" He asked with so much compassion in his words.

"I think she is." I replied.

"I just came to check up on her." He said, turning around to leave.

"How is the alpha?" I asked.

"He should wake up any moment from now." He responded.