Alpha's Cursed Mate novel Chapter 10

Estelle' POV

My heart felt like it was vibrating in my ears as I pushed open the door to Brandon's hospital room. Brandon had stumped everyone around him, his face was very pale and he had a bottle hanging from his hand. I glanced at his chest and Brandon noticed.

"You want to know, unbutton it and see for yourself." Brandon's tone was weak, but his smile was full of malice.

There was no blood under his hospital gown, so it seemed I didn't hurt him. It was ironic, to say the least, that I now had a bandage on my hand. I approached Brandon's bed and he gave me a look that indicated I should check his chest.

I slowly unbuttoned his hospital gown, and where the paper cutter had been inserted there was now only a red trail of freshly healed flesh. Brandon grabbed my hand on his chest with the one he hadn't stuck the needle in.

"You want to kill me?" Brandon grabbed my wrist so hard I could hear my bones make a tiny sound.

"No! I was too scared."

"Even if you tried to kill me, I survived well." Brandon pulled me a little closer again. "Also, I hid that knife with my blood and your fingerprints on it."

"What do you want?" I asked him.

"Lick me." Brandon's goal was very succinct and clear.

"Don't even think about it, pervert." I said to him through clenched teeth.

"Then just wait, I'll show the knife to my father. He'll take you to jail, or just kill you."

"Then let him come, and I'll tell him why I stabbed you." A wicked thought came into my head, it would be good if he died of an overdose. I pulled my hand out of Brandon's hand and turned to leave the ward.

"Do you think my dad will take your side? Bitch!" Brandon shouted from behind me. I gave a harsh middle finger to my back.

My father was sitting on the couch drinking when I got home, and the door to Nathan's room was firmly shut. I threw my jacket on a chair and sat down on it.

"What did he ask you to do?"

I couldn't say a word in the face of my father's questions. How was I going to tell him that I had almost been raped and threatened with sexual harassment? I shook my head and walked into my room, and my father blocked my doorway directly.

"Aren't you usually very articulate? Now why are you afraid to say it again?"

"Because that makes me sick!" I tried to push my father away, but he didn't move a step. Aggression and anger rushed to my heart, and my tears fell in big globs.

My father was surprised by my reaction for a few seconds. Because I rarely cried, even when he used to beat me I never cried. I just shrunk myself into a ball and waited for him to finish the beating before applying the medicine to myself. I tried to wipe away my tears, but it was like a faucet that wouldn't turn off, and I couldn't stop crying even though my shirt sleeves were already wet from my wiping.

My father stood there helplessly watching me cry for half a minute, then he stiffened and hugged me "I just want to know what happened to you, and you need to know that I'm on your side."

I finally couldn't help but cry, all the aggravation and fear that I had received these days burst out at this moment. I cried for a long time, my tears were soaking the front of my father's shirt, leaving a dark mark. When I calmed down, I told my father what had happened in the past two days, except for the Lance part. I told him I had spent the night in a hotel. The Legion was too dangerous for them, and I didn't want him to worry more about me because of it.

My father was silent for a while after hearing that, and he said to me, "I know. Don't worry, no one will kill you."

"What are you going to do? Don't do anything stupid."

My father rubbed my hair, "You've done all the silly things." He told me to get an early night's rest and closed the door to my room on his way out.

I sat on my bed and fumed that Brandon would surely skim off the bottom of the bad things he did. And I would be the bad guy who attacked him. Even if I told others that he was going to rape me, the Alpha who coddled Brandon would not do anything to punish Brandon. I was up almost all night, and early in the morning my father knocked on my door.

I moved a little inside the bed, and my father sat on the edge of the bed and said to me, "Get ready, we're leaving the wolf pack."

"Leave? Then where are we going?"

"Have you ever heard of the Autumn wolf pack?"

"I've heard of it." It was Anthony's wolf pack, and I was taken care of by him at the exchange conference.