Page 59 of Her Cold-Hearted Alpha: Part 1

"Call me Kiara." I said, Luca just gave me a small grin but said nothing more. Seems like there was another one who wouldn’t disobey his king.

Doctor Callum led me to the second floor. The moment the lift opened, I could smell something off. It was very faint and I closed my eyes as I walked, trying to make sense of it. With each step we took closer to our destination, the smell got stronger.

The smell of rotten flesh, something putrid and infected blood.

I opened my eyes when I heard Callum stop. He took a deep breath and unlocked the door using a key card.

"What is this place?" I asked.

"This is the place our infected warriors are kept. Those who have been injured by Manangal’s or Wendigo’s to a level that they may not make it." He said, his voice dead serious.

The lighting was darker here. The floor, unlike in the main hospital, was dark slate and the ceiling was black with metal beams. There were white spotlights scattered across the ceiling, emitting a bluey white light.

A line of warriors stood guard outside the rooms. My heart was thumping as I looked at the glass front rooms. Inside each room was a werewolf. Some were still, others were writhing and there were one or two that were banging on the glass. Their words were muted by the soundproof walls but I could see they didn’t seem normal.

It didn’t look like a hospital anymore, but some sort of prison or experiment lab. I shuddered at the thought.

"The glass is bulletproof; they can’t break out… However, when someone goes in, you must have guards with you at all times." He said.

It was as if he was a completely changed person now. There were no grunts or light smiles, just deadpan and his tone was heavy.

We walked down the hall. There were thirteen patients here and a few rooms were empty. There were several doctors and nurses walking around, I noticed they each had a badge and their lab coats were dark grey. I guess only some people can come here.

"Do the patients often get better?" I asked quietly.

"About one in twenty." He said quietly as he held out a grey coat.

I took it and put it on, feeling a little nervous.

"Are you ready for this? I don’t want to force you but it’s clear the injured downstairs were your normal encounters. I see potential in you and I think I’d like a new point of view on the injured up here."

"Yes, I am." I said determinedly.

He nodded as we walked out of the doctor's room and into one of the patients' rooms. From here, I could see he was actually strapped to the bed with chains and straps.

"He was attacked and bitten several times by a Manangal." Callum said as he opened the door to room 13. Two warriors entered first. Their masks covered their faces and they both held a weapon in hand. Their build was bulky and intimidating.

The strong rotten smell of decay and something else hit my nose as I tried my best not to gag. My heart was thumping as I slowly inched closer to Doctor Callum.

"Come on, I'd love to hear your thoughts on these injuries."

I nodded, taking a deep breath through my mouth, in a fruitless attempt to not breathe in the pungent smell as I walked right up to the examination bed.

31. A Decision

ALEJANDRO

I had spent the night running, hunting and even working out. I don’t know why but I couldn't face coming back. I had never been so thrown off after sex, all I could think about was how I felt when I fucked her. I wanted to taste her again, to feel her against me once more. To taste those lips of hers and to actually eat her out… Yeah, that was something I never did… I’d take the favour willingly but I wasn’t one to return it. Not until it came to her. Kiara Westwood. Just her name was fucking making me throb.

Fuck it.

I finally headed back home when the sun had risen. I stopped in my tracks when I saw her standing there dressed in tiny white shorts that showed off her thigh tattoo and her sexy legs, with a green top that only made her eyes look greener. She looked directly at me. Her heart was racing and I had no fucking idea what she was expecting from me. I didn’t know what I wanted either so I just walked past her, feeling something tighten in my chest. It was fucking strange, I never cared about anything but she was doing something to me, and it was getting fucking hard to resist.

It took my all not to turn, slam her against the wall and fuck her all over again. I closed my eyes. What did I want?

Instead, I headed inside, using all my willpower not to go back and call out to her.

I needed to avoid her if I could. I guess I should focus on that fucker Bill so he can leave the fucking pack. Not to mention there was the council meeting in a few days.

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