My Professor Is My Alpha Mate

Chapter 302 Rachel’s Memory

Third Person POV

Rachel’s brain hurt as she struggled to open her eyes. She barely had any memory of what had happened, other than the fact that she thought she had found her mate. But she had no idea where she was and what had happened after that.

As she wiggled her fingers, she realized there was something attached to her wrist, and she winced in pain as it moved.

As she winced, she felt this stabbing motion in her stomach, and she groaned miserably.

“Rachel?” She heard her father’s voice before she saw him. “Are you awake?” He proceeded to ask.

He sounded only a little worried.

She finally managed to open her eyes, and immediately wanted to shut them again. The bright light in the room was too much for her to take. She turned her head, not wanting to deal with the lights shining on her face.

“Doctor! My daughter is awake!” Her father yelled; he sounded further away now.

Doctor?

She must have been inside a hospital. The scent of latex soon filled her nose, and she groaned again in

misery.

She kept her eyes shut, but she heard the shuffling of shoes entering the room and then she felt the presence of someone else by your bedside.

She felt hands on her face, probably to see if she was running a fever.

“She’s a little warm,” a woman said. “Rachel sweetheart, can you hear me?”

She managed to open her eyes again and look up at this woman with a pink blazer and a long white trench coat. She wore thin silver glasses, but Rachel could see her pretty emerald eyes and long lashes within the frames. She had her long blonde hair tied back into a low pony and her light pink lips were decorated with a worried frown as she stared around Rachel’s face.

“Can you hear me?” She repeated, much softer.

Rachel opened her mouth to speak, but only air came out.

“What’s wrong with her?” Her father asked in a gruff tone. He sounded angry as he looked at this female doctor.

“She just woke up from a coma,” the doctor said sharply. “Give her some time.”

“D……..” Rachel stammered, trying to formulate some words. Her attempt drew the attention of this doctor, and she lowered herself so she could hear Rachel more clearly. “Doctor…” Rachel managed to get out.

“Yes, Rachel. I am Doctor Hanna Laureen,” said gently. “Can you tell me what hurts the most?”

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took a deep breath before answering.

my… my

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placed her thumbs on Rachel’s head and began to rub in circular motions for only a short moment. Rachel was surprised that her pain and discomfort started

better?” She asked

Rachel said. “Thank

Dr. Laureen said

okay?” Her father asked without any signs of emotion

she will be. But I’d like to keep her

have plans on Saturday,” her father scowled, which

raised her perfectly

more important than any plans you might have made,” she said, her tone began to harden with

said between his teeth. “You said you are

she said, narrowing her eyes at him. “I’d prefer if she stayed here for a few days so I can be sure she’s going

for Rachel. She was starting to

presence.

doctor turned

don’t have to go anywhere if you don’t want to,” she breathed gently.

opened her mouth to thank this nice doctor, but no words came out. She caught a glimpse of her father’s angry eyes and she shuddered, looking away quickly. Memories

about what

came to her

do you remember what happened?”

of her

this doctor read

you are in the

answered after a pause. “I don’t remember.”Which was the truth; she couldn’t remember

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after she thought found her mate. She could hardly remember anything before that either. She couldn’t have found her

in the stomach,” she explained gently. “By someone named Rodrick. Does that name sound familiar?

fell deep into

vampire dorm advisor. It was he who stabbed her. He

really mates? Did he really stab her

Rodrick who did it; she made

stab her in the

to make him look guilty, but now Rachel

her fault, all those deaths. They were her

her hybrid mate, was going to get in trouble

in her mind and these memories that she hadn’t even noticed how heavily she was breathing and how rapidly

placing a hand on her shoulder to steady

did you do?” Her father hissed at the doctor’s. “She doesn’t

making Rachel’s blood boil; what was his problem? Didn’t he want her to be well? Didn’t he want her to remember this stuff? Or

life if he