When they touch me (Shelagh Milano) novel Chapter 32

Chapter 32
Artemisia

“It’s okay, Matt. I just bumped my head, I didn’t lose a leg.” I chuckle as Matthew carries me to my room and cuddles me into the blankets of my bed.

“I don’t care. You need to rest, love. I’m just following the doctor's instructions,” he says nonchalantly, as he rearranges my pillows.

I thank him with a smile as I lean back with a sigh.

“Can I get you something else?” He asks, and I shake my head as he proceeds to list all the things he could get me.

I laugh because he is so cute, and I love how he wants me to feel better.

“Enough, Matty.” Logan stays in the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest as he eyes me up. “Are you sure you feel alright?”

I nod with a smile. “Perfectly fine, thank you.”

“We will let you rest, and check on you later. Is that okay?” Matthew asks, his expression heavy with worry.

Thanking him with a smile, I watch him leave my room with his brother before I push out a deep sigh.

I want to go home.

And I have to fight back my tears as I think that my only option to do this would be to go through another rejection.

Or even worse, rejections.

Even if I got a glimpse of hope, I can’t see myself being accepted in this pack after Fynn’s reaction.

Maybe I should talk to Cayden about it and be honest with him as well.

Suddenly, a heavy weight lowers itself onto my chest at the thought of my mates rioting at finding out about my dormant wolf.

Emptying my lungs with a deep exhale, I cuddle myself further under the blankets. Telling him about my little secret might be extremely risky, but I guess it would be better than having Fynn spill it to him first.

“Yes,” I shout, torn out of my thoughts by a soft knocking at the door.

Wiping any residue of my tears out of my eyes, I watch a petite Omega balancing a tray with a tea set in her hands.

I sit up carefully and see a huge guy closing the door behind her. She must have caught my curious gaze as she looks over her shoulder before she smiles at me.

“They have guards in front of your quarters,” she says with a gentle voice. “In case someone tries something funny.”

Someone.

Setting down the tray on my nightstand, she passes me a steaming cup of tea. “I’m Daisy. I’m one of the Omegas appointed to this floor.”

“It’s very nice to meet you, Daisy. I’m Missy.” I say, taking a sip from my tea.

Her eyes sparkle as she nods. “I know! Here, I made you a small cake.”

“Oh, thank you so much.” I take the cake she is holding in front of my nose with a big smile.

Looks like someone is happy about her job choice.

Taking a bite of the little chocolate cake while she watches me like she is about to burst, I hum. “This is delicious!”

“Thank you,” she squeals happily, her eyes sparkling. “I’m the best baker you can find in the pack if I can say so myself.”

She giggles, and I smile at her. “I’m very happy you are appointed to this floor then, Daisy.”

“Well,” she whispers, lifting her hand up to shield her mouth. “Alpha Blackwood is very fond of sweets, but it is a little secret.”

I laugh, putting the cup of tea down on my nightstand. “I’ll keep it to myself. Don’t worry.”

She smiles brightly as she straightens her spine back up, crossing her hands in front of her.

“If there is something you need, please call me. I heard that you had lunch at the hospital, so I’ll check in on you before dinner.”