All Chapters of My Doctor True Mate: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

ScottThe next morning I wake up feeling the worst.Between the pain radiating from my heart and the thoughts twirling in my mind, I didn’t get a second of sleep.Every time I closed my eyes, the images of Hailey’s blood splattered over the dirty floor of the forest and April continuing to lie to me flashed in front of my inner eye, making my heart squeeze and my blood boil.I’m sipping my coffee absentmindedly while staring into the void, contemplating about how I would need something stronger, as Liam barges into the kitchen. “Any news?” I ask him as he reaches me with hurried steps.He shakes his head, making my heart drop. “Not really. The search patrol didn’t find any of the two bodies but they collected everything they were able to find.”I grunt in disappointment, my thoughts swirling around the fact that I need the bodies to be sure that they are in fact dead and that they didn’t stage all of this with their accomplice to get away.They could even plan another attack on the p

ScottAs my Beta informs me about the end of the search definitely, I can’t exactly make out which emotion weighs more in my turmoil of feelings.The bodies weren’t found by the search patrols.Putting up my best poker face in front of Liam, I actually hate the fact that I am saddened about losing her.I can feel my wolf pacing around, clawing onto the walls of my mind as he is about to push through to go check for himself.‘Easy. Calm down. We will go search the place for ourselves,’ I try to get him to relax, even if I feel as anxious to get there just like him.Finally, I shake off Liam and after contemplating if I should really go, I take my car to reach the place where the search patrols found their car.As I step out of the car, I can spot where the totaled car had been lying immediately. The shattered glass reflects the sun’s rays, enhancing the single car parts that still lie in the pitch.Only now I realize how badly they must have been injured as the feeble smell of blood st

ScottPassing my hand over my face, I push out a deep sigh. I prop my head up onto my hands as I put my elbows on my desk which is filled with paperwork I urgently need to look at.But I just don’t seem to be able to focus, and while I’m losing time, trying to sort my thoughts to concentrate on my work or to distract me from the pain streaming from my heart, I get reprimanded by my wolf repeatedly.‘You should mourn for our mate. And still, you are here having a bad conscience for what happened to these traitors,’ he growls.Sighing, I pinch the bridge of my nose. ‘I can’t help it. I know what they have done to us, and to our beautiful mate, but I can’t shake the feeling that I sent them into their death. Or maybe even worse. They weren’t monsters, they didn’t deserve what happened to them.’He isn’t happy at all with my answer, and roars in frustration before he retreats into the back of my mind.The worst is probably that, whenever I close my eyes, April’s smiling face keeps flashin

April My heart literally halted in my chest as I keep questioning myself and what I just smelled. But if I’m his mate… Wasn’t Hailey his true mate? Or is Hailey dead and I am his second chance mate? Oh, what cruel fate would that be? Being bound to someone who hates you with all this mate? And how sad it would be for Scott to be paired with someone by the Moon Goddess who he believes is responsible for his Luna’s death. ‘Don’t call her Luna,’ my wolf growls, making me shake my head. I sigh saddened, not finding it funny anymore. ‘Leave me alone.’ Of course, she can’t comply with my wish, but I will get her to retreat into the back of my mind when we shift back. The first thing that comes into my mind is to go back to the cave and to my mother, to check on her and maybe just forget about everything while consoling myself with a self-haunted dinner. But as I am about to walk home, and start climbing down the mountain, I halt in my tracks, my thoughts rescheduling and making m

April As I stand there looking at his unmoving frame, my thoughts go back to the day when he saved me from under the rubble many years ago. The memories and the emotions that come with that manage to push down the feeling of hate that bubbles up in me. With a heavy heart, I decide to help him. This way I will be able to repay him for his heroic action and we will be finally even. And I will never have to think about him ever again. Kneeling down, I hold out my shaking hands over his frame. I close my eyes and concentrate on letting my power stream through me, but it never comes. Blinking repeatedly, I look at my hands taken aback, feeling like an empty battery. I’m feeling confused and as I go on inspecting my hands, I suddenly halt my movements. My eyes fall onto a small pattern that looks like engraved into my skin. I remember that I had noticed it before as I was healing my mother but I didn’t put any thought into it because I must have already been overwhelmed by everythi