CHAPTER 200: A STRANGE WOMAN

Roman’s POV

"Are you alright?" I asked Eira just as we stepped out of Isla’s office.

She hummed lightly and walked by my side.

We had to return to Kael as we were done here. Moreover, Eira wanted to go to Raven.

Kael had already messaged me that they had been to the test rooms on the other floor. We headed to the elevator. Though the place was kept unoccupied, there were a few VIP patients being moved by the staff. I recognised them, but I didn’t want any of them to lay eyes on Eira.

They sensed that cold aura from me and no one dared to look at her. By now, everyone was aware their Alphas had a pureblood, but no one ever dared look into it.

Just as I was about to press the elevator button, I heard a voice.

"Roman?"

My hand froze midway, my body tensed. A familiar voice, the one I hated.

Just when I thought I had misheard, I heard it again.

"Roman, I know it’s you."

Eira had already turned to look at the person, must be wondering who she was.

I inhaled deeply and turned around.

There she was, that sickly bitch, sitting in a wheelchair with a hospital nurse standing behind her to push the wheelchair.

My eyes darkened with rage. How I wished to go ahead and strangle her in that moment, but I swallowed my anger. I didn’t want to create a scene here, and not in front of Eira.

I turned away, but the bitch said again, "Won’t you talk to me?"

I didn’t respond and pressed the elevator button, my expression grave.

I could feel Eira looking at me with a puzzled gaze and then toward that woman.

"Is she your mate?" the bitch asked as if I was entitled to answer her. "So you found one? She better be pureblood..."

She had no shame or regret at all after the kind of monster she had been.

I did my best to swallow any hateful insult coming out of my mouth and held Eira’s hand. "The damn elevator seems to be broken. Let’s go by stairs," I said and walked away, holding her hand.

"Roman, you bastard," that bitch screamed loudly behind me as her voice echoed in the corridor. "You forgot who I am. You ungrateful wretch. Let me get out of the hospital and see what I do with you..."

Her angry cursing words continued, while I had already headed down through the stairs, my grip on Eira’s hand tightening with each passing moment, a reflection of suppressing the storm within me.

I continued to walk mindlessly, dragging Eira with me, as if I wouldn’t stop unless I was entirely away from that woman. When we finally reached the tests and scan room area, only then did I stop.

When I looked at her hand in mine, only then I realised the extent of my grip. Her arm just above the wrist had skin turned red.

"I am sorry," I said trying to soothe her skin with my fingers, while I felt her just staring at me.

Before heading ahead, I finally looked into her scrutinising eyes. "Don’t mention to anyone about us coming across that woman."

She hummed and only stared at me, as if trying to look through me. But I averted my gaze, ready to enter the door before she could ask me anything. I could see she was about to, and her question was certainly related to that bitch.

Just then we heard the sound of something shattering on the floor and quickly opened the door.

"Damn! Liam... bastard... what did you give me..."

Rafe, in the hospital uniform, had stumbled out of the hospital bed and dragged a side stand with him, scattering everything on it across the floor.

He looked weak and in pain, the veins on his temple and along his neck tightened, a sheen of sweat covering his skin.

Kael, who was talking to Liam, hurried to him. Rafe tried to stand up again and stumbled once more. But Kael held him even before he could hit the floor and settled him on his knees.

"Don’t come inside," I told Eira. "Better stay outside," and I went in, wanting to help, but there was little we could do for him.

"You should have stayed in bed," Liam told him, still busy taking out some drug vials from the box.

"Bastard... You are truly meant to die with all your blood dried up..." Rafe glared at him with his bloodshot eyes, somehow keeping his balance with Kael’s help.

"I wait for that day," Liam told him, unbothered by his words.

"Let me get you back to the bed," Kael told him, and I went to the other side to hold Rafe.

But instead of standing, Kael looked at Rafe. "Why... do you have to do this... everything is useless...of all people, you have decided to torment me as well..."

"We have to keep trying to find a useful way," Kael told him.

"But I don’t want to," Rafe said, his breathing heavy as if it was tough labor. "I don’t like this place... take me out of here..."

Kael kept his calm. "It’s not that place and those people. It’s our hospital, and your own people. I am here for you as well, like always."

"You still don’t understand." Rafe closed his eyes in frustration. "Just let me go... be a responsible Alpha and protect your people from me... your kindness won’t help them... but will kill them..."

"It won’t happen. You are my brother. I know how to take care of you," Kael said. "I have been doing it since we were kids and I will keep doing it. You are not going anywhere."

Rafe opened his teary red eyes that showed how much pain he was in, and looked back at Kael. "You are selfish... Kael..."

"I know. And if that’s what takes me to keep you with me," Kael said and hugged him, trying to calm him down through the bond we shared. "Trust me. We are going to live together till the end of our lives, and that end is not going to be anytime soon. You are my brother, not some monster that I need to get rid of."

"I wish you could...," Rafe let his weight sink on Kael and mumbled, "...you annoyingly stubborn bastard."

Kael and I helped him get up and lay back in the bed.

"Are you done?" Liam came to us with the syringe filled with the drug.

Rafe gritted his teeth and closed his eyes.

"This will put you to sleep for half an hour, and the pain you are feeling will be gone," Liam told him.

"You rather give me something so my soul is gone," Rafe mumbled.

"I have no will of turning into a criminal from the most renowned doctor of our world," Liam countered and injected him with the drugs.

"Renowned doctor?... My ass..." Rafe mumbled and drifted to sleep in a few moments.

Kael looked towards the door and I followed his gaze. Eira was still standing there, watching everything silently.

"Jason has taken Raven to the kids’ play zone in the hospital," Kael said, looking at her. "Isla asked him to."

I went to her. "Want to go there?"

She glanced at Rafe for a moment, and I found a tinge of worry in her eyes for him.

"Once he is awake, he will be fine," I assured her. "Let’s go to Raven."

She shook her head and looked towards the chair placed outside the room, along the wall. "I will sit here."

Was she worried about Rafe? I wondered, and I knew the answer. Yes, she was.

She sat in one chair, and I chose to sit next to her. Both of us lost in our own thoughts.

I certainly didn’t want that sickly bitch to occupy my mind, and thoughts. But despite my efforts, she did, and I hated it. Only if I could erase her existence from my life.