Chapter 7 The Worst Patient

Zaika's pov

After plucking all the torn fabric out of the claw gashes on his legs I frowned at how damaged his legs were. I told Gallum he needed to get washed up so they didn't get infected. I saw that Sasha was wringing her hands nervously with our father and Boris in my sitting room.

"I'm certain your dad will come once my father contacts him," I stated firmly to Gallum, placing him into the tub. Narrowing his eyes at me, Gallum exhaled deeply.

"My father will not care and probably hopes that I am knocking on death's door. You know that he hates me and feels I am unworthy to take over his pack and kingdom," he asserted. Starting the water I rinsed his legs with the removable shower head to rinse the blood and dirt from his skin. Using a washcloth and bar of soap, I scrubbed the areas and apologized if it hurt.

"Your father is a bit cross but you are his son in appearance and attitude. You both are alike in many ways," I responded as I started up his stomach.

"Give me the wash rag. I'm not a pup," he snapped when I tried washing his chest. Exhaling deeply I tossed the washcloth at him and handed him the bar of soap. I released the shower head and let it dangle behind his back.

"Have at it, you ungrateful prick, I'm going to the other room so yell if you need me," I stated sourly. He growled in annoyance. Going to the sitting room Boris walked past me.

"I'm going to get a shot of the Dire drug for the prince," he growled softly. Nodding I noticed my father on the phone looking nervous.

"SASHA, MY FLOWER! COME HELP ME!" Gallum shouted from the bathroom causing me to pinch the bridge of my nose in irritation. Sasha was rising from her seat when I glared at her.

"Don't you dare help that asshole," I said firmly before standing and heading to the prince with clenched fists. Entering the tiled room I heard Gallum's grunt of disappointment.

"You are not who I requested," he growled bitterly.

"Tough shit, you don't like it, you are free to leave. Your title doesn't mean a damn thing to me," I stated sarcastically. Flipping me off I chuckled at him and grabbed a towel from the shelf. Noticing his erection I growled low and threw the towel at him.

"My sister doesn't want nor needs to see your hard dick," I mumbled sourly.

"You don't know that. It might be just what she craves," he smirked, grabbing his shaft. Thankfully Boris stepped within the doorway before I drowned him in his filthy bath water.

"Give him the shot so he passes out, Boris," I growled sternly. Gallum presented his arm to Boris without any fuss which was surprising, to say the least. I rested against the wall as I watched the special healing painkiller take its effect. Gallum's eyes rolled back as he drifted to unconsciousness.

"Finally, he is someone that I can deal with. Hey Boris, would you help me get some clothes on him?" I asked with a hope-filled gaze. When he nodded, I placed the towel over Gallum's privates and lifted him out of the tub. Carrying him back to my bed, Sasha rushed over.

"I will help wrap his legs with gauze after I put on the antiseptic," She said softly. Moving the towel to cover his softened endowment, I hesitated.

"He is naked I don't…" Sasha interrupted me with a laugh.

"I have seen a lot of naked male penises, including both yours and the prince's. We have shifted in front of each other since we were children so don't be such a prude," she replied nonchalantly.

"She has a valid point," Einar chortled in my mind.

"Fine, get the items and wrap his legs so I can put a pair of boxers on him," I huffed in agitation. I went to rummage through my dresser while Sasha put the medication on the prince's injured legs. When I returned, she was straddling his legs with the towel to the side and wrapping each of his legs with Boris's aid.

"His father asked if he could stay here while he recovers. I will have Sasha tend to him with Boris's help while you go off for your training. I don't want you to disappoint Vossler or Bryce. I have informed them that you will leave with them in the morning," Ivan grunted to me. My hellfire sparked along my skin with my jealousy. I certainly didn't want Sasha serving Gallum anything but couldn't anger my father's relation either. It was getting late and I yawned, pulling the shirt over the unconscious prince. Looking at a few gashes on his back I was curious if the demon poison caused his paralysis.

"The poison is toxic to purebred Dire wolves but depending on the individual it can also warp their genetic construct. That is why the red-haired female was shocked that it didn't affect you not knowing that you are half-demon," Einar growled. I grinned smugly at the information even though he caused me to wonder who my real parents were.

"I cannot tell you anything about them, they have been taken from my mind as well," Einar informed me regretfully. nodding I went to my closet to pack a duffel bag

"At least their genetics helped me, " I surmised Einar and he growled a yes. The exhaustion of the day was getting to me. Standing in the doorway of my closet I yawned again.

"I need to sleep so clear out, I'm taking the couch," I mumbled sourly. Ivan and Boris nodded and started to leave.

"Sasha come along and let your brother sleep for his travels tomorrow," Ivan asserted. Sasha ran up to me and hugged my waist.

"Love you bunny," she said softly and pecked my cheek before turning and following Ivan. Grinning slightly I watched her leave. Once the door shut I sprawled out on the sofa and closed my eyes, falling quickly into a nightmare. I was once again lost in the forest as a child. I raced around searching for I think my real parents. I saw Sasha as her wolf Aspen. Hiding behind a thick tree I closed my eyes in fright. When I opened them she was standing before me like a pure angel. My heart skipped in my chest. She was so beautiful in my young mind. My memories changed to the day I met Gallum. He was getting bullied by two older males until I shot a bolt of hellfire at them. We became close friends afterward. Waking abruptly I saw Bryce standing over me.

"Rise and shine it's time to go travel to the king's palace," he said softly. Rubbing my eyes as I sat up in the darkness I grunted.

"I'd like to tell my family goodbye," I stated firmly.

"They are all still asleep Zaika and my king isn't a patient male so let's not keep him," Bryce asserted, waving for me to move. Standing in my grogginess I went to my desk to take out a pen and paper. Quickly writing a note to Sasha in my dazed state. I told her to wait for me and that I loved her and would think of no one but her. Signing it, I folded it up and told Bryce I would return after delivering my note. He waved me off and told me to hurry. I headed to Sasha's room and tried the door knob. It was locked so I stuffed it underneath the locked door the best I could under the crack. Half the note was inside and half was visible outside.

"That will have to do," I mumbled sullenly and jogged back to my room. Moving past my bed to get my duffel I didn't notice Gallum's narrowed eyes watching.

"If you have everything let's go," Bryce growled roughly. I nodded and followed after him. After we both exited my room, the asshole Gallum sat up and walked slowly to my ensuite to urinate with a devious smile on his face.