The Alpha King Is My Second Chance Mate novel Chapter 37

Derrick paced around the hospital room, it’s been days, exactly six days since Quinn had been hospitalized. She’d been unconscious since, and not knowing whether or not she was going to wake up scourged him with so much worry. He came here every day, hoping to see those daring green eyes, but every time he opened the door, only disappointment would run cold through his veins.

His daughter…his Quinn…how could this happen to her? Who did this to her?

Cannon was the one who found her pitifully sprawled out on the floor in Zayd’s room, and since Zayd wasn’t here, Derrick couldn’t even ask him what happened. Was he responsible?

Derrick shook his head. No, he was her mate…he couldn’t have been the one to have done this, but Derrick held him partly responsible for leaving her in this state.

For now, Quinn was neither a beta nor a wolf…she was but a human shell, fragile and weak, in need of his protection. She’d been a luna, then she’d been degraded to a beta, and now she’d gradually amounted to nothing.

If Jeo hadn’t rejected her, would any of this had happened?

Derrick ran his hand down his face. If he’d known this would happen, that night when he’d rejected her, he’d have taken her to the pack borders instead of to his house…if only…if onl~

His head whipped around when he heard the slightest movements, his hopes had been high, but it all diminished when he found that the sound probably came from outside.

He looked away, sighing as he walked to the door. He needed to wipe her down, it was getting late. His hand reached for the knob, but before he could twist it unlocked, frightened breaths from behind had him turning towards his daughter again. “Zayd…where’s Zayd…?!”

His heart started to palpitate at the sound of her voice, and his hands trembled as he pulled it away from the doorknob. “Quinn…?”

She was crying, looking around frantically as if she’d lost something. “Zayd, dad…where is he?”

“He…He…” Derrick walked over to her sitting form. “I’m sorry, Quinn…he’s gone.”

Her eyes finally settled on him, those green eyes he’d been longing to see open. “G-Gone…?”

Her lips trembled as she threw the white sheets off of her. “I need to go too…I just need to finish packing.”

Derrick stopped her when she tried to shuffle off the bed, hugging around her. “He’s gone, Quinn…and he’s been gone for six days now.”

“What…? But just now…he’d been here just now…”

“Quinn you’ve been unconscious for six days now, instead of worrying about someone who might be completely fine, worry about yourself. Lay down, I have to get the doctor.”

“No…bu~”

“I said to lay down, Quinn.”

His words were stern and Quinn jumped at the sound of them. “Alright.”

She slipped out of his arms, laying back against the pillow. Her head and her heart felt heavy, and for some reason, she felt different, as if a part of her was missing.