60. This can't be happening
The Alpha and His Contract Luna (Lauren)
I try to open my eyes but itâs like they are full of lead. The ground beneath me is hard and my head is aching. I hear the shouts and feet running, but I canât figure out why.
âOh my goddessâ I hear the gasp.
Why was the person gasping? Is something wrong? And why the hell canât I see anything? I groan when I try to get up but I am unable. A splitting pain in my head forces me to keep my body still.
âCall an ambulance. They both need medical attentionâ
Something wasnât right. Who were they talking about and where were Jax and Krystal? Nothing made sense and the more I tried to piece it all together the more pain I felt.
âMaâam can you hear me?â someone asks.
I nod my head but the action makes me want to scream in pain.
âThatâs good. Are you hurt, can you get up?â
I wasnât sure if I was hurt but I couldnât get up. I tried that and I failed. My head felt like it was weighing down my whole body. Like it was too heavy.
âTry to apply pressure on the wound. He is losing a lot of bloodâ a different voice says.
I try to speak. To ask who they were talking about but my lips refuse to move and nothing but air comes out of my mouth.
Fuck. I needed to get up. Needed to check on the kids. The last thing I remember is having lunch with them. They must be worried sick. Where were they?
âShit! Sheâs also bleeding. Looks like she hit the back of her head hardâ
âTry to gently lift her and place a towel on the backâ
I guess they were talking about me because I feel someone lift my head and I let out a cry. It was fucking painful.
âIâm so sorryâ whoever it is mumbles.
âWhere the hell is the damn ambulance?â someone asks. âThey were supposed to be here ages agoâ
âThey said theyâll be here in tenâ
I wanted to scream for someone to explain to me what was happening. Because I was fucking lost and I hated that my thoughts were so disoriented.
âI recognize the man. He is Alpha Sebastian and I am guessing this woman is his Luna. What I donât understand is why his body is full of scarsâ
Alpha Sebastian. Why did that name seem familiar? A memory tries to push its way to the forefront of my brain but thereâs a block. One I canât seem to get past.
âDamn it. We need to do something. We canât let an Alpha and his Luna die in our restaurant's parking lot. In our territory. It would cause problemsâ
âWhat about the kids?â
The mention of the children has me in panic. They were alone with no one they knew in sight. I had to get to them. I try to push myself up but I feel someone holding me down.
âTheyâre safe. Theyâre still with Chloe. They donât know whatâs happeningâ
With those words the panic is flushed from me. I didnât know who this Chloe was but I am grateful that she was watching over the kids.
âWhat the hell happened here?â a familiar voice said. I couldnât place it but I know itâs a woman.
âWe donât know Oracle Sylvia. Two kids came running into the restaurant saying that their mommy was in trouble. We rushed out to find a man about to shoot this woman but Alpha Sebastian took the shot for her. She collapsed before we got to her and I am guessing she hit her head on the groundâ
Sylviaâs name penetrates my foggy mind. Knowing she is here relaxes me a little.
âThe man responsible? Where is he?â she snarls.
âTwo of our bodyguards are holding him in my officeâ
After that I lose consciousness again. My world is filled with nothing. Just a sense of peace and quiet.
I am jolted awake when a sharp pain tears through my head. I open my eyes and just like before I see nothing but darkness. Unlike before I remember everything. The planned date with Jax and Krystal and then the disastrous ending.
Couldnât I catch a break for fucks sake?
âLuna, are you awake?â
Without my sight, I settle on using my other senses. I listen to his voice before focusing on his scent.
Micah. What the hell was he doing here?
Thatâs when it hit me. Sebastian. He had rescued me. Taking a bullet for me. How was that even possible? He was supposed to be in custody. Not that I am ungrateful for him saving my life or anything like that.
I want to ask Micah how Sebastian is doing. By the feel of things, we were in a car. The sirens alerted me that we were in an ambulance.
âFucking shit!â the alarm in the new voice alerts me.
I scent the air. Separating the different smell and lock in on Sebastianâs scent. It was mixed with blood and the pungent smell of silver.
The heart monitor picks up, beeping loudly and sounding a warning.
âStart CPR. He is going into cardiac arrestâ someone shouts.
Fear grips me. I didnât need to be told who they were talking about. I am paralyzed and not because of my head wound. Something unfamiliar seizes me. Grips my heart refusing to let go.
âWeâre losing him!â
No this canât be happening. This is all a dream. Maybe if I shut my eyes Iâll fall back to unconsciousness and wake up in a different reality. Why did the idiot have to jump in front of a bullet meant for me? Now he was going to die and I couldnât do anything about that.
How will I explain this to Jax? I promised him his father will be coming home in a few days only to have him come home but in a coffin.
I feel someone squeeze my hand. Strong hands. It must be Micah. I donât know whether he was trying to reassure me or himself.
I lay there, helplessly. Unable to do something as the heart monitor starts to slow down into a steady continuous sound.
âItâs not working. He is flat-liningâ
âStart the defibrillator now. We are not gonna lose him damn it!â
A tear falls from the corner of my eyes. I want the continuous sound of the monitor to stop. It was making my ears bleed. Please moon goddess let him be okay. I may be angry with him but that doesnât mean I want him dead.
I donât know whether itâs because I didnât want to face the truth of what was happening. That Sebastianâs heart had stopped. But my mind shuts down and I fall into unconsciousness.
When I wake up I am in the hospital. This time though, my vision is clear and I can see.I look at the door when it opens. Lilly, Claire and Doctor John, the pack doctor enter.
âLuna, itâs good to see you awakeâ he mumbles, his eyes focused on the clipboard in his hands.
The two women come and stand on each side of my bed. Each one taking one of my hands. They look at me in sympathy and I start to panic. Has something happened to Sebastian?
âWell, you have a concussion and CT scans indicate you donât have any brain damage. I will need to keep you in the hospital for a day just to monitor your progress because of the wound and also the fact that the drug is still in your system. You inhaled a combination of wolfsbane and nightshade.â
âWhat aboutâ¦â I try to cut in but he just continues on as if I have said nothing.
âNow I gonna need you to take it easy the next couple of days. We have ruled out any complications that might occur but I still donât want to risk your healthâ
I scream to get his attention. Fed up of him ignoring me when I am trying to speak. My health right now didnât matter. I wanted to know how Sebastian was doing.
âCalm down Renny. Let the doctor speakâ Claire tries to soothe me but it doesnât work âDonât fucking tell me to calm downâ I snark before turning to John. âNow you better tell me how my mate is doing or I swear on the goddess I will fucking rip you into piecesâ
He swallows looking at me in pity. He wouldnât be looking at me like that if Sebastian was okay.
Meaning he wasnât.
âAt this point itâs too early to tell. He was already a bit weakened when he took the bullet. It pierced his heart, the silver coating the bullet seeped into his heart causing him to go into cardiac arrest and flat-
line twice. We were able to revive him but he slipped into a comaâ
âWhen will he wake up?â I ask, shaken. My whole body was trembling.
âWe are not sure. He might wake up tomorrow or in one week, a month, a year or he might never wake up. Like I said it too early to tellâ
With those parting words he leaves my room. Claire and Lilly try to talk to me, comfort me, but nothing but the guilt registers. This was my fault.
That man was after me. I was his target and now Jax might lose his father because he got shot protecting me. How the hell was I supposed to live with that?