Contractually Yours, Alpha by Giftemmy

Chapter Two Hundred and Fifty Two

The next few days I spent them with Thane; he was still in coma. The healers had to extract all of the toxin the elders had passed into his bloodstream; only then would the healing process begin, and from their report, he was doing well, but he still had a few more days to recover.

I wiped his face with a wet towel; next, I gently brushed through his hair. I placed a kiss on his forehead and then his lips. I knew that when he awoke, things wouldn’t be like they used to. I returned back to my room to take a bath before joining him once again.

I couldn’t bear the solitude of my room; I always ended up breaking into tears.

I hadn’t realized I was sleeping until the sharp intake of breathe jolted me awake. Thane was awake.

The healers had said he would be down for a few more days, but he woke earlier than they had predicted; my heart pounded for the first time in excitement; I was so scared, I couldn’t lose

him too.

“Thane!” I cried out, running to him to embrace him, but his cold stare gave me a pause.

“I don’t feel it anymore.”

“You don’t feel what?” I questioned.

“I don’t feel Axel anymore.”

Axel was dead. The healers had advised me to keep Axel’s death from him for the first few days of his recovery, and

flash, Thane had me against the wall. “What happened to

Hate.

I could see

“Thane…”

he?” he

“He… died.”

visibly shook, his eyes switching from that usual

stare

wasn’t in control.

“You did this.”

can explain. Hear me out.”

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my skin. He was going to kill me. He was going to kill me,

she was one of

go; there was no sympathy in his

she called, walking to me.