Page 108 of Rejected By My Stepbrother Alpha
Two deep voices floated through the fog next. After a moment of concentrating, I realized that it was Damian and Mason.
“Asher, I hope that it’s true what they say and that you can hear me,” Mason said. “I wanted to thank you for helping save Adrian and Ivy…I don’t know what I’d do without them. Just like I don’t know what they’d do without you.”
“After working with you and fighting beside you, I know that you’re a good man, Asher,” Damian said. “My sister and my nephew need you. Please, wake up for them.”
As soon as he was done speaking, the fog overtook me.
The voices I heard most often were Ivy’s and Adrian’s. They spoke to me so frequently that I wondered if they were living in my hospital room. My Mate and son spoke to me about anything and everything. Ivy told me about how impressed Anya and the Alpha king were by how well our enhanced drone worked. Adrian talked to me about how the hospital staff let him set up his racing track in my hospital room so that he could play with his cars with his mom, Grandpa, and Uncle. He said that he hoped I’d wake up soon so that I could race cars with him, too.
Ivy would tell me stories about when she was pregnant with Adrian and felt him kick for the first time. Or about how, when Adrian was three, they went to the zoo, and a monkey reached through the bars and stole Adrian’s hat off his head.
I lived for these stories, and simply hearing my family's voices was the only thing that was keeping me from going insane. Ivy and Adrian were the people I wanted to wake up for more than anything. But the fog always overpowered me when I tried to grit my teeth and fight through it.
One day, I could tell that Ivy and I were alone in my hospital room because the energy was different when our son wasn’t there. Even though I was in a coma, I could sense my Mate’s mood. When Adrian was there, she did her best to put on a brave face and be optimistic. But when we were alone, she was quieter and allowed herself to feel the pain of how unfair this whole situation was.
There was a strong pressure on my hand, and I felt Ivy’s warm hand in mine. All of a sudden, the fog in my head lifted slightly,and for the first time since I’d been in the coma, I could feel my heart slamming in my chest.
“Asher,” Ivy sobbed, her hot tears dripping onto my arm. “Please wake up. I can’t live one more second without seeing your smile or hearing your laugh. I need you. Adrian needs you. Please, baby. Come back to me.”
I was running through the fog, trying to get to the love of my life.
“I love you so much,” Ivy continued through her tears. “You are my Mate. You are the only man I have ever loved…who I will ever love. Please, Asher, please wake up. I want to start the rest of our lives together. I want to be a family with our son.” She squeezed my hand again. “I love you.”
My stomach jolted because this was the first time that Ivy had actually said she loved me. As my heart continued to race, I experienced a strong stirring in my chest. The fog was slowly lifting from my mind. It tried to fight me, tried to keep me in my mental prison, but I struggled against it. I had to get to my Mate. I had to comfort her. I had to hold her and kiss her. I couldn’t miss out on watching my son grow up. I couldn’t miss out on living my life with my family.
As my eyes slowly opened, I found enough strength to squeeze Ivy’s hand back.
She let out a loud gasp and gripped one of my hands in both of hers.
When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was Ivy. She was sitting in a chair next to my bedside, looking more beautiful than I’d ever seen her.
“Asher!” she said, wiping her tears from her pale cheeks. “You’re awake.” Her face lit up with surprise and happiness.
“Did you mean it?” I managed to rasp, my voice weak. “Did you mean what you just said?”
My head was pounding, and my body ached with pain. I knew that I needed medical attention immediately, but I had to know if she meant what she’d said. I had to know if she truly loved me or if her fear that I wouldn’t wake up made her say something she didn’t mean.
Ivy’s gorgeous blue eyes softened, and a small smile played on the corners of her mouth. She was still crying, but her tears seemed to beslowing down. My Mate leaned down to kiss me softly on the cheek. She put her lips right next to my ear.
“I meant every word,” she whispered. “I love you, Asher.”
I wrapped my arms around her and pulled her soft body into mine. I gripped her close to me, never wanting to let her go.
“I love you so much, Ivy.”
There was an intense feeling in my chest. It was like my heart was being stitched back together. Ivy and I let out surprised gasps and clutched our chests.
Ivy pulled away slightly from our embrace. “Our mating bond…”
I looked down at the scar on the palm of my hand. It was fully intact now. My heart burst with happiness as I showed Ivy.
“It’s repaired,” I said with awe in my voice. “Our mating bond is repaired.”
Ivy lifted her hand to show me that her scar was as bold as mine.
“Our mating marks are back,” she said as a wide smile blossomed across her face.
“We’re connected in every way possible now. Come here,” I murmured, threading my fingers through her hair and bringing her mouth down to mine.
