Healing The Ruthless Alpha

Chapter 24

"I won't do it!" I exclaimed but Kade all but dragged me to the pack's clinic. "I told you already that I won't help your pack!" I screamed as he drove but he said nothing. His jaw ticked and his anger made me flinch but I refused to back down.

Not only did he put me on twenty-four hours of surveillance to make sure I never escaped the pack, he was now going to force me to use my gift to help the people who had been nothing but cruel to me all my life. The last thing I wanted to do was help people who would never help me.

"I'd rather die –" I started to say but he cut me off with a snarl.

"Shut up a minute." My mouth snapped shut at the command. "You're giving me a headache with your tantrum," he said. A headache? I wanted him to suffer more than a headache!

We got to the hospital and a warrior opened the car door for me to get out. Kade held my hand and led me to the office of the director of the clinic. He was a stout man with beady eyes and a perpetual frown. I remembered when Kade's friends beat me so badly three years ago that I couldn't walk properly. I all but crawled to this clinic to seek help and this man was the one to turn me out. I would never forget the disgust on his face as he told the clinic's security to throw out the vermin that just crawled in. Kade expected me to work for this same man?

"Alpha! Sihana!" The man forced a smile on his stern face as we entered his office. "I was just going to come out to greet you." He lied through his teeth. The MD was a piece of shit who did not have respect or regard for anyone. In fact, the whole clinic was filled with pieces of shit.

We were led to an empty room where the man eagerly asked me to take a seat. I took a seat without complaint. I'd rather die than help these people but they could hurt me if I refused. Kade lost a lot in the deal he signed with Cahir for me and I knew he would want to get his money's worth out of me. Rather than whine, I would focus my energy on escaping these assholes.

The first person to come into the ward for treatment happened to be my father.

"What the fuck is this?" I demanded when he walked in. He glared at me with a red face.

"Language!" He barked at me. I hated how I reacted to his tone.

After three years of moving out of his home and with minimal contact with him, I still could not get over my fear of my father. This man used to wake me up with a belt to my back in the middle of the night for something as mundane as being a minute late with his dinner. Till today, I still woke up at random hours of the night, afraid of being attacked.

"You're fine. What are you doing here?" I asked my father.

"Can your healing mana mend a broken heart?" He asked me in a tone that blazed with fire.

"Beta Markus –" Kade said in a voice that held warming. "Your father has had pains in his legs for two years after fighting off a rogue. You should try to heal him." Kade's command had me rubbing my palms together.

None of these people asked how I controlled the healing mana. None of them asked when I got it or how it was used. Once again, Silver Moon had found a means to use me and they would without fail.

But my father –

As much as I hated him, knowing that he secretly suffered from pain in his legs made my heart clench. He was nothing but mean to me but I could not silence the part of me that loved him. Yes, I hated my father but a part of me – a part I wanted to kill, still loved him.

I put my hands on his legs and waited as I didn't know how my abilities worked. After five minutes of nothing but absolute silence in the room, my father shouted at me.

"When will the healing start?" He demanded.

"Beta Markus shut the fuck up." Kade snapped. "Take your time Sia." I wanted to tell them that I didn't actually know how to manoeuvre the light inside me but I didn't think they cared to know. They wanted results and if I didn't produce results, I would be dealt with.

After another fifteen minutes, I could feel even Kade getting restless as nothing happened so I closed my eyes tight and begged the goddess for something – anything to make sure my father did not lose his temper and hit me.

I felt the light explode from me and light up the room.

"What the fuck!" My father exclaimed. His yelp forced my eyes open to see that he had stumbled back and almost fallen to the ground. "What did you do?" He hissed, rising to his feet.

I fucked up.

Unable to control the mana inside me, I ended up using too much and it seemed to have hurt him. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

"Are you alright?" Kade asked my father. "Is the leg pain gone?"

I watched as my father shook out his leg a couple of times and then proceeded to walk around the room.

"Yes but –" He rubbed a hand on his chest. "She can't control her mana. She almost suffocated me with it!" His eyes blazed in anger as he glared at me.

"If you're fine, you can leave now." Kade snarled at him. "Rest, Sia," he said to me, touching my sweaty forehead. My father exited the room with a curse on his lips and a furious expression on his face.

"Are you alright?" Kade asked when I leaned my head backwards and sighed. "I know you don't have mastery of your gift yet but I trust you. You're a fast learner." If his words were supposed to comfort me, they failed.

I did not get a thirty minutes break before two children were brought into the room. They did not have their wolves yet so they couldn't heal fast and they'd been playing a reckless game. One of them had a large cut on his forehead which his mother feared would leave an ugly scar and the other one had his leg in a cast.

Unable to control my mana, I used much more than needed to heal them, flooding them with healing mana until they cried out from the pain of being suffocated by what was supposed to soothe them. After they were healed, their mother shuffled them outside mumbling about how reckless I was without thanking me.

It went on like that for the next few hours. Kade left me to get to his own duties but a warrior stayed with me until I expended all my energy. No one believe me as I complained I was tired, and feeling drowsy. Even when my nose bled, the man who wanted me to attend to him insisted he waited too long in line not to get treated.

It wasn't until I had no mana left to spare and almost fell on my feet from fatigue that they allowed me to leave. It was already evening at that point and I had eaten nothing all day.

I went straight to my room after that and fell asleep, unable to take myself to the kitchen to prepare a meal. Even a light snack would suffice at this point but sleep could cure me of my hunger. It had cured me enough times for me to be certain.

I underestimated how much using my mana like that could drain me. A few hours after I fell asleep, I woke up to a knock on my door. When my eyes opened, I felt something trickling down my nose. Blood. Blood stained my pillow in more than one place.

"I brought you dinner." Kade entered without waiting for me to let him in. "You're bleeding." He exclaimed when he saw my state. "What happened?" Abandoning the food, he came to sit beside me as I sat up in bed.

"What happened is that you and your pack tried to kill me yet again." I groaned, wincing in pain as the mere act of speaking was too difficult.

"Is this from you using your mana?" His eyes widened to comical sizes. "You don't look good. Let me get you a doctor." He pressed his lips to my forehead and I recoiled. "Eat and rest, okay? I will get a doctor for you." He left my room with that.

I devoured the tray of pasta he brought me in a few minutes and my eyes closed yet again in sleep. I welcomed sleep with open arms, exhausted as I had never been, even after working as a slave for this pack.

In my sleep, I heard voices. A crash. Yells. Then I heard a distinct scream of 'Fire!'