Fated to my Enemy by Diane Doherty

Chapter Eighty-One
Ryley
Great, I thought as I heard the excessive beeping that meant I was lying in a hospital bed, h**ked up to a heart monitor. My head throbbed to its own beat as I pushed myself to remember what had happened. I remember Aspen being hurt and cutting my arm but that’s all. I hissed as I tried to move my arm. That wasn’t a dream.
“Baby, trying not to move your arm, it’s still healing,” I heard Blake say, his hand squeezing mine.
‘Are the boys okay?” I whispered, turning my head in the direction of his voice. I didn’t want to open my eyes. And the way my voice grumbled from my throat, I didn’t want to speak either but I needed to make sure they were both okay.
The bed dipped before Blake’s warm hands caressed my cheeks. I leaned into his touch, enjoying this warmth.
“I sent them both home to rest.” He mumbled against my forehead. Hot tears hit my cheeks and I knew they weren’t mine.
“Ryley, what you did for Aspen, I can never repay.” His voice cracked and all I wanted to do was hold him. I don’t fully understand what happened or why I’m lying in a bed in the hospital, but I knew I did whatever I could to save Aspen.
I forced my eyes open, blinking away to adjust to the brightness of the room. I lifted my good arm to Blake’s cheek, brushing away a fallen tear. His eyes opened, blinking away the tears before he looked down
at me.
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“F**k, I’m so glad you’re awake,” he breathed out before he wrapped his arms around my neck, squeezing me to his chest.
“I almost lost you,” he murmured. Lost me? I would have healed, I should have healed. I tried to reach out to Lily but I could only hear her soft snores.
“As long as the boys are okay, that’s all that matters.” I stammered, my voice raspy as I tried to force the words out. He pulled back, retaking hold of my cheeks.
“Don’t say that, baby. I need the boys just as much as I need you.” I smiled against his lips as he pressed his to mine.
“I’ll get you some water and the doctor,” he said before kissing my forehead. I nodded before he stood up, leaving the room.
When he was gone, it gave me time to think about what had happened. I looked down at my arm which was wrapped in a thick bandage. I still don’t understand why I wouldn’t have just healed. That has never happened before. And my wolf is still sleeping or I would ask her.
I sighed, trying to get comfortable. My body ached and protested every move I tried to make. The last time I remember being this sore was after giving birth to Channing. I didn’t have Lily to help take some of the pain or to heal me.
I smiled when Blake walked in holding a bottle of water. Lily may be sleeping but at least I have Blake here. The doctor followed him in and closed the door behind him.
Blake sat beside me before helping me take a drink of water while the doctor looked over the machines and then my chart.
“Thank you,” I whispered when he took the bottle from my lips. The cool liquid soothed my dry throat.
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I leaned my head back against the pillow and closed my eyes before yawning.
“Luna, how are you feeling?” The doctor asked and my eyes shot open.
“What?” I stammered, looking at Blake and then the doctor.
“You are a Luna wolf?” He questioned and I slowly nodded my head.
“Yes.” I breathed out.
“Ryley, why didn’t you tell me?” Blake asked and I sighed.
“I didn’t want anyone to know. I know Luna wolves are rare. I was protecting Lily. But I couldn’t let Aspen die.” Blake wrapped an arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his side.
“I’ll be forever grateful for what you did for Aspen. And no matter what happens, I’ll protect you with my life.” He said and it had tears pooling in my eyes. Having this information reach the council could be devastating and now there was no turning back.
“Well, Luna, have you ever experienced a heat before?” The doctor asked, sitting down in a chair beside the bed. I looked at Blake.
“I’m sorry, Ryley, I just blurted it out in the OR,” he shrugged.
“It explains why you did heal. A female wolf after a heat will be dormant for a few days to recover.” He said.
“That’s why she’s sleeping?” I breathed out.