My Hot Alpha

Chpater 368

The sob fell from my lips as I held onto him for dear life. My emotions hit, reality seeping in. I had never been sure if I was ready to be a mom, but I never wished for anything like this to happen. My head was a mess. I still couldn't understand how I could miss something I never had but I did. Our baby was part of me, part of us and now nothing.

"I just want to go home please". I cried.

"I'm so sorry baby". He whispered kissing the top of my head. "I'm so so sorry".

I wasn't sure how long he held me, but I didn't want him to let go. As much as I was angry, he always had a way of calming me down. He moved us making sure I was comfortable, my head resting against his chest. "Is this okay for you, are you sore?".

I was but I didn't care. I didn't want to move.

He was my safe place and right now I needed him more than ever.

..

I was ready to be discharged. Well, I was discharging myself. The doctor came and went. Explaining to me and preparing me for what happens after a miscarriage.

But that wasn't the reason they wanted me to stay another night. My injuries weren't serious, but they wanted to keep me for observations. I was not doing that. If anything were to happen, I would have the pack doctor. I wasn't even sure why Jake hadn't taken me to him first. He hates hospitals, doesn't trust them and yet here we are.

think this is a good idea

was against the idea of me discharging myself. One more night wasn't going

just wanted to be in the comfort of

holding onto his temper for my sake. "Stay for one more night

"What?". He frowned.

you trying to get me to

you to get the best care. They recommend you stay

to hit me with. Was there something he wasn't telling me? Something he didn't want me to know? Him keeping things from me was nothing new. "Fine". I gave up, I wasn't going to argue about it. "But if I'm staying another night I'm staying

"What, no".

"Yes".

"You're being difficult Leah".

I knew I was, but I didn't care. I wanted to go home; I

god-...". He was cut off by a knock on the door before

night and that's

"No, you're not".

come back".

for visitors, nor did I want them. Not to be rude but I wasn't up for talking