Longing For My Rejected Luna novel Chapter 63

*****Erika’s POV*****

The doctor walked into the room. “Good day, Your Highness. My Lady.” He bowed in greeting to me and Paula.

“Good day, doctor.” Paula and I chorused our replies.

“Are you doing well, Your Highness?” The man looked at me, concern lacing his middle aged features.

“Yes doc.” I nodded.

He looked at Paula who merely shrugged, then pointed at dad. “How is he doing, doctor? Any improvement yet?”

“Not yet, I’m afraid.” He wore a mask of uncertainty and sympathy.

I nodded, battling with the painful constriction of my heart. “Not yet.” I repeated as though trying to say it would make me understand what he meant.

“I’m sorry.” The doctor’s soothing voice drew me to tears but I held it in.

I should never show weakness in public. If I must be overwhelmed with emotions, it should be with my close ones, in the privacy of my room. If I was going to take over from dad, I should be willing to be strong and act emotionless.

Even though all I felt like doing at that moment was cry, I should be able to rein them in and put on a stoic mask. To play the untouchable and brave Alpha Queen that was expected of me.

I stood from the seat. “I’ll leave you to do your duties, doctor. Please, let me know if anything arises.”

“I definitely will, Your Highness.” He bowed as I walked to the door.

“Good day, doctor.” Paula bade him as we left dad’s room.

“My Lady.” He bowed.

Paula and I walked the hallway in silence, I swallowed, trying to dislodge the boulder that had lodged itself in my throat.

She held my hand and squeezed in comfort. “It’s okay, Rika. You’ll be fine.”

I turned to her. “Will I?”

She nodded with confidence. “Yes Rika. I know you will be. Anyone who can survive three years in that hell of a marriage, can survive anything. Like I had said earlier, your father is a wise man who makes wise decisions. He did not make a mistake giving you what belongs to you.”

“You have a lot of confidence and faith in me than I do for myself at the moment.” I sniffled.

“I’m not saying this because you’re my best friend. I’m also saying this because it is true.”

I stared at her face for awhile, then averted my gaze, focusing on the long hallway before me. “Did you hear what I said about Jace?”

“Jace will be back. I think he’s hurt in the moment, and trying to run off steam. When he comes to, you’ll settle whatever differences you both have with each other.” She assured.

“I don’t think so.” Tears filled my vision.

Paula and I turned towards the doorway, there was Kat…and she was out of her wheelchair.

“You’re better now? You can walk now?” I could not keep the excitement out of my voice. The fight and sinking of fangs had affected a nerve that had temporarily disrupted her ability to walk properly.

“Yes.” She grinned.

“Come here for the group hug.” Paula invited her.

She entered, she was barefooted. She paused, taking note of the room. “Is this not Jace’s room?”

I swallowed. “Uhmm…”

“He will be back, Kat. He just needs sometime to run off steam after their fight. How come you’re awake in such short a time?” Paula was trying to take her mind off of the room and Jace’s possibly permanent absence.

“When did he leave?” She asked.

I studied her face. She was holding back tears, trying not to breakdown. “I don’t know, I had no idea too. I just came in to talk to him as you guys had advised, I saw the room like this.”

“So he left?” Her smile was watery with her lips trembling.

Without another word, Paula and I went to hug her. This was the first time I would see Kat cry before either of us, even as her best friend for years, she never fell apart on me, not even once. She preferred to cry alone, then come out with renewed hope.

But what could I say, mate bond could make any werewolf act unusually them.