Married My Ex's Alpha Uncle by Aurora Starling

I reached out and took hold of his hand.

"It's going to be okay," I assured him. "Don't worry about me."

He frowned as he lowered his head to my eye level.

"I do nothing but worry about you," he confessed. His lips brushed across mine and I felt heat coursing through my body, making me blush. "I'll be right here the entire time."

I nodded.

"I know," I breathed before pulling back.

"Okay, do it," I said, giving her my arm.

She nodded and stepped closer to me.

"This might hurt," she said, holding up the longer needle.

I bit my lower lip and closed my eyes. I felt a sting in my arm, and I winced at the feeling. I was a big baby when it came to shots. The sting only grew more intense until she pulled the needle out of my arm and bandaged it. "There you go," she said as she started to put away her supplies.

arm which was now bandaged,

happening," I said with a

at me. "It's going to take some time to kick in.

I nodded in response.

the room with Dr. Scott trailing behind her while Elliot slid into the bed beside me

comfortable and tranquil

take long to start feeling discomfort in my arm. I wiggled in place, trying to get comfortable, but my

asked, alarm clear in his

think so," I murmured.

and then a burning sensation erupted

gasped

scream as pain coursed through my entire body. It almost felt like my blood had caught on fire or something. My head felt like it was about to explode at any

trying to speak soothing things into my ear, but I couldn't hear a thing he was saying while this pain was too much for me to handle. I whimpered and gave a distressed sigh as

clouded my vision and suddenly, I was no longer in the clinic, I was lying in a bed in a room that I didn't recognize. At least not at first. The longer I stared around the room and the images came into view, the more I started to recognize

on?" I asked; my voice almost sounded

could hear me. Instead, he paced back and forth looking more irritated with each passing step. He turned to me and started to talk; he told me the story

wanted me

coming for me and that he never cared about me. Only my brother cared about me.