Fragrant Secrets

Amelia's Pov

The sound of the Holter monitor resounded in my head, making me groan as I flickered my eyelids trying to get them open, but it seems something heavy was placed on them.

The diverse voices in the background didn't help matters as I felt I was being dragged into the grip of the devil. 

I struggled to be free, when I suddenly inhaled the scent of freesia in a damp moss, as my eyes fluttered open with a gasp escaping my lips. 

My head spun as I looked around my surroundings, searching for the owner of the scent, my head was pounding but all I cared for was the scent.

Still engrossed in my thought, I didn't realize the soon-to-be Alpha had walked into the room, sitting beside my bed, his scent bringing me to reality. There was a slight difference between his and the one I'd always perceived.

I wondered what he was doing here as he flashed a smile, his well-aligned white teeth sat perfectly, and he had white gap teeth in between his two front teeth making him look endearing. He beamed from ear to ear as he sat beside my bed.

"How're you faring?" He blurted out as I shifted uncomfortably on my bed.

Why does he care? I'm a powerless Omega with no wolf, or is he here to banish me? I wondered, preparing myself for the worst.

"Are you scared?" He asked through the link as the doctor walked in while I stared mouth agape.

The only person that had mindlinked me was my dad. So it was surprising when I heard his voice again.

"Answer me, Melia." He whined as I shook my head.

"It's my fault you almost lost your life, and for that, I apologize." He said as I stared dumbfounded.

This was the Alpha's son, sitting beside my bed and apologizing. Was this another dream? But why does it feel so real?

I turned in the opposite direction watching the pack doctor work. I didn't feel comfortable with Chris and the way he stared at me. 

"How's she faring?" He questioned the pack doctor.

"She can be discharged now. It's surprising that she's yet to shift and could recover this fast." The doctor said as I kept a low head.

"Do you want to go home or would you like to come with me to the Packhouse?" He Probed as I stared speechless. Was this a trap?

We were banned from the pack house after Mr. Henry had committed an atrocity and here he was inviting me? It seemed odd to me and was about to give him answers when suddenly the scent of freesia in a damp moss, covered with a moon flower hit my nose again as Chris suddenly stood up walking towards the door.

"I'll be back." He whispered, giving me a peck on my cheek as I whimpered.

The scent got stronger as I stared at the door, hoping he would walk in. My hopes grew when I saw his reflection by the door. I had hoped he would walk in but was shattered when he turned to leave. 

Who is he? And why doesn't he want to show himself to me? I pondered and decided to mind link mum, she might be worried to death for me.

"Where have you been!" My mum yelled in anger as soon as I reached her.

"Mum, I'm in the clinic," I whispered as she gasped in horror.

"What happened? Your dad and I are on the way." She said cutting the link before I could stop her, making me shift uncomfortably using my leg muscles to support the moment.

I groaned as the pain ran through me. All this happened because of Chris, even when we weren't in any form of relationship, I wonder what will happen now he's drawing himself closer.

The door suddenly burst open as my mom ran into the room. Her face was contorted in fear, eyes wide and glistening with unshed tears, face pale as she walked towards my bed. Behind her was my stepdad, his eyes narrow and his brows furrowed with a look of dissatisfaction as he sluggishly walked towards me.

"Mum? How did you guys get here fast? Considering you don't have a car?" I mind-linked as she let out a smile.

"Your dad got a car." She said as I stared with a look of disbelief.

"He stole it, didn't he? And mum, he isn't my dad." I said with an eye roll.

*Don't say that, he's your dad." She said while I turned to look at him, as he stared like he was going to pounce on me soon. 

"How did you guys get in?" I questioned loudly. 

"Well, the Alpha's son let us in, though your dad was humiliated before he arrived." Mum retorted. No wonder he had such a look on his face.

"Why didn't you fight back?" Mum asked, playing with my hair as I rolled my eyes.

"Mum!" I half yelled as I removed her hands from my hair. When did she start to care? It seemed odd doing it.

"What's wrong?" She probed with a look of disappointment.

"I'm not a baby," I whispered.

"You're not a baby, yet you let those kids bully you?" Mr. Henry yelled as I stared in awe, when did he care?

"I'm fine sir," I whispered as mum looked at me, her face masked with anger and lips downturned in a frown.

"When will you be discharged?" Mr. Henry probed his eyes scanning my body.

"Now!" Chris said walking into the room with the pack doctor as he checked my pulse.

"I'm sorry I left like that, it was an emergency." He said when my mum suddenly thanked him.

"Young Alpha, I'm grateful, thanks for saving her from those bullies." She had said, as he let out a smile.

Did he save me? But I can swear that there was another scent present. One more powerful than his.

"What about my offer? Would you like to stay a while in the pack house?" He probed as my mum and Mr. Henry stared in surprise.

"That won't be a problem, Alpha, she can come some other time, but we need to spend some time with her." My mum replied as I heaved in relief.

"If you don't mind, I can drop you off." He offered.

"That won't be necessary, we came with our car." Mr. Henry said as we walked out of the building.

"Have a safe trip." He said waving at me.

I instantly wished I didn't have to leave the hospital as we approached the dark town with barely any natural light as it was enclosed by trees and woods. The trees are lined with dilapidated buildings and houses.

Mum dropped on the way home, she had to work overnight in a restaurant to feed us, while Mr. Henry ran a bar, which was mostly patronized by his drunk friends.

When we finally arrived home I walked into the poorly lit room. The walls were decrepit and the floorboards creaked beneath my feet.

The cobwebbed walls only had a few pictures of mine on them.

I walked into the kitchen to get something to eat, but the sink was clogged, and the only source of heat was a single small fireplace.

I didn't find anything to eat as I walked into the room I shared with mum to sleep.

I was too exhausted as I drifted to sleep immediately my back came in contact with the bed.

I woke up in the middle of the night when I felt someone sneak into my room, at first I thought I was hallucinating and decided to go back to sleep, not till I felt chilly hands on my thigh as I immediately became disoriented.

I tried crying for help but couldn't as I felt the syringe pierce my skin. Immediately, a Variety of emotions swept through me as I instantly went into a deep sleep.