Willow’s POV
My head banged and pain rippled through me as I struggled to open my eyes. Groaning as I turned only to realize where I was.
The bed was fluffy and when my eyes finally opened, I took in the sight of my surroundings. I was in a hospital and people were walking around trying to make me comfortable.
I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me that they were maids, “what’s going on?” I muttered as I struggled to sit up. One of the maids who saw me rushed to my side to help me up.
Pressing my temple, I tried my best to remember what happened between Floyd and me and the last thing I remembered was getting hit in the head brutally with the metal vase.
The impact of the vase caused life to drain out of me and I also remembered asking the moon goddess for a favor. My eyes widened when the realization of what could be going on dawned on me.
This isn’t real. Did I come back to life?
I looked around again, the maids were excited to see me alive but not one of their faces looked familiar. They all looked like strangers to me and I know why, it’s because I’ve never seen or met any of them before.
“Wh…. Where is my husband?” I managed to let out. I still feel weak and my body threatened to give up on me if I said another word.
“He’s fine, my lady, he’s tending to some things and if he wants to, he’s going to come and see you.” One of the maids responded, although she tried hard to conceal it, I could still hear the fear in her voice.
Does she know about what Floyd did?
She must think that I would be scared to see him but I was feeling the complete opposite of fear. I suddenly felt brave and this time I wanted him to see that I was alive and that it would take more than smashing my head to kill me.
This time I’m not going to let anything go, I’m going to make sure that he and Ruby suffer for every pain that they put me through and since the moon goddess answered my prayers, she was also going to be in support of this.
“Good, so Floyd will be here soon?” I asked again with a smirk at the side of my mouth but the maids only stared at me like I was out of my mind.
They stopped everything they were doing all of a sudden just to look at me and from the looks on their faces I could tell that they’d never heard the name ‘Floyd’ before.
“Flo…. Floyd?” Another maid muttered and I nodded affirmatively. Hurriedly, two of them scampered out of the hospital ward while two others came to check my temperature.
“What is going on? Why are you all treating me like I’m some kind of crazy person?” I asked as I shoved one of the girls away.
“We don’t know what’s going on too, lady,” the maid said, “do you remember me? Or her?” She added, her voice showing her concern for me.
“I… I…” I suddenly didn’t know what to say to them. What would happen if I told them that I had no idea who they were?
“The doctor is on his way.” One of the maids that had run out came back in to announce.
Everything just seemed so confusing.
My brain was foggy and even my vision was starting to become hazy. It must have been the hit from the vase, maybe I’m having some sort of dementia. Maybe everything will go back to normal when I sleep and wake up.
The door opened and a man walked in, from his lab coat and stethoscope I could already tell that he was the doctor the maids had gone to call.
“Please check her, something seems to be wrong and if the Alpha King should know about this, he’s going to get mad.” The one who’d announced that the doctor would be here soon, said.
The Alpha King? What relationship can I possibly have with the Alpha King?
The doctor ordered that I lay back while he examined and with not much to say, I did as he said and soon he was done examining me.
“She’s fine and nothing is wrong with her brain,” the doctor assured. Those words were just what I needed because even I was starting to think that I was going crazy.
“I would like to be discharged, please,” I said as I tried to pull off the IV but the doctor stopped me. I looked up at him with bloodshot eyes and a tingling sixth sense just told me not to argue with him.
“I’m afraid I can’t discharge you,” the doctor finally said after fixing my IV, “until the Alpha King arrives, you won’t be going anywhere.” He finished.
Without saying another word, he walked out of the wardroom leaving me alone with the maids. Silence prevailed and each time I opened my mouth to speak, I was unable to say anything.
It all seems strange, it feels like I’m not supposed to be here and yet here I am. Blood rushed to my head and a picture-like memory flashed through my mind but I couldn’t make any sense out of it.
The maids soon started cleaning my face and hand with a towel and warm water. Sighing, I closed my eyes but soon opened it.
“What’s my name?” I blurted out before I could think about it and for a moment, the confused stares from the maids came again but soon faded.
“Miss Willow.” One of them answered after clearing her throat. My mind drifted off to two years ago when the ceremony of the Alpha King’s remarriage took place after he’d lost his first wife.
I recalled people saying the name of the wife he got remarried to was Willow and I also remembered hearing rumors about how much Alpha Damon, the Alpha King, loathed his second wife.
It was rumored that they led a very sad life because he was still in denial, he still couldn’t believe that he’d lost his fated mate which led to the misery of the lady he got married to.
But how come I’m the one here and not her?
“Get Alpha Damon for me, I need to see him,” I ordered sternly but instead of springing to action like they always do whenever I ordered them, they just stood there and stared at me.
Their fear was so evident that even a blind man would be able to feel it clearly if he couldn’t see it. Suddenly, their eyes glistened with the tears that they tried to hold back before they all fell to their knees.
One of them immediately made her way to me and I stared at her in confusion, “Don’t let us do that, my lady, please.” She said, her voice and eyes desperately begging.
“Why? He’s my husband, isn’t he? Why can’t I see my husband?” I asked, totally oblivious to whatever was going on or why they thought that I shouldn’t see him.
“He may be your husband but not once has he ever thought of you as his wife,” another responded, by this time they’d already stood to their feet.
“What?” I asked, confused.
“Don’t you remember?” Another asked, “How he’d treat you horribly, punish you for crimes you didn’t commit. He’s the worst husband and you don’t deserve him.” She finished.
“If we ask him to come here, we’re afraid that he will try and hurt you again.” Another maid chimed in and cold chills ran down my spine.
It was almost like they were describing Floyd and how he treated me when I was his wife. He was just as terrible.
“I’m in a vulnerable state, aren’t I?” I started after a while of silence, I wanted to hear more of the reasons they thought having Alpha Damon here was a bad idea.
“He won’t try to hurt me when I’m already hurt.” I finished.
“The doctor just said you were fine but I’m starting to doubt that,” One of the maids spoke up, she was clearly angry but not at me and frustrated too.
“Are you forgetting the kind of person that the Alpha King is?” She asked, “he doesn’t care about you, he wouldn’t care if you’re hurt or not, he could still try and hurt you!” She finished.
What kind of king instils this much fear in people? A king like Damon. I’m not naive to the things said about him.
He’s a ruthless king who doesn’t care about people or what they think of him. He could kill for no reason and no one would dare to question him.
Is that the kind of man I’m going to be stuck with?
The maids went back to tending to me and minding their own business without saying anything else while questions ran through my mind.
There are lots of questions that I want answered but I wouldn’t be able to get my answers if I’m still stuck on this bed or if I didn’t get to meet the Alpha King.
Closing my eyes, I wanted to take a nap but I was unable to, especially with the murmurs in my ward room. The maids must think that I was already asleep because they kept their voices down as they spoke and since I also wanted answers, I remained still just so I could hear them talk.
“Has she forgotten why she’s in the hospital and bedridden?” One of the maids asked, “It’s probably partial amnesia and when she’s up she’ll remember.” Another said.
Why am I here?
“If that cruel Alpha King hadn’t pushed her down the stairs, she wouldn’t be here.” Another chimed in, answering my unasked question and I let out a stifled gasp.
Willow, the Alpha King’s second wife, is here because her husband had pushed her down the stairs and I’m here because when my husband and sister had smashed my head, I asked the moon goddess to make me come back for revenge.
Unable to take any more of their gossip, I coughed as I opened my eyes, and everywhere went suddenly quiet. The door finally opened and out of fear, the maids scampered out when the figure appeared.
My jaw dropped and my mouth opened when his figure came to light, giving me a better opportunity to take in his features. It was the Alpha King but it was more than just his identity that left me breathless.
It was everything about him, the way he smelled, the rigidness of his body, and how he moved with grace. Heat rushed to my cheeks and I tried to say something but I was too stunned by this man to even think.
He looked intimidating but still, I wanted him. I’m attracted to him.