The Twin Alphas Broken Mate

Released

*Hope POV*

Another two days have gone by. The nurses have gotten me up to walk to work out the pain in my pelvis and ribs. It was found nothing was broken, there was just a lot of bruising.

Last night Nick came to see me again, and he was the one to go on my walk with me. I can’t lie, it’s been nice spending time with him and learning more about who he really is. He isn’t what I thought at all.

For example, I had always thought that he was the one who liked really heavy metal music, but it wasn’t. That is Noah, and his favorite band is Slaughter To Prevail. Nick, he loves classic rock. His favorite band of all time is Led Zeppelin, but he also loves the band HIM.

It’s crazy that I’ve known both of them for a while now, and literally never knew simple things like that.

Even though Nick and I are friendly, I can’t help but still be apprehensive. What if this is all a facade, and I’m being played? What if they are setting me up for something bad? I want to believe that it’s not like that with Nick, but I still have my guard up.

“Are you ready to get out of here?” the doctor asked. I smiled and nodded my head, but deep down, I was scared to go.

The thought of moving into the Alpha wing terrified me. It was easier for Noah to get to me if he was having a bad day, and needed someone to take it out on. I had nowhere to hide there. Nowhere to really feel the slightest bit safe.

“Let’s do one more trip up and down the hallway. If there is no pain, we will get you out of here. The swelling in your face looks great. I still want to have you come in every other day so that I can keep an eye on the sclera of your eye. The busted blood vessels are looking better, but just to be safe, we will keep checking them. Do you have any questions for me?” he asked. I did, but I didn’t know how to ask it without sounding ungrateful.

“Yes, sir. I know you have no other choice but to treat me, but I don’t have the kind of funds needed to keep coming to see you. I appreciate what you’ve already done, but I’m going to have to decline coming back unless something major happens,” I explained.

He shook his head and sat down in the chair beside me. I knew I was about to get a lecture, but it still wouldn’t change my situation.

“Hope, you don’t have to worry about any of that. The alphas have already taken care of everything. Your care, your medicines, and any other bill that may have accrued while you were here or after you leave. Besides, even if they wouldn’t have, I wouldn’t have charged you. Neither would the hospital. Not if I had a say in it. What happened to you was a travesty. It never should have happened, and if I may be blunt, it caused me to lose respect for Alpha Noah. Everyone knows your story, and believe it or not, there are more in this pack who have a soft spot in their heart for you than there are who don’t. Remember that,” he replied.

The sincerity in his voice and in his eyes made me believe him. Maybe not fully, but deep down I knew he was truthful.

“Thank you, sir. I’ll find a way to repay you for your kindness. I’ll volunteer at the hospital if the alphas will allow it. Anything to pay your kindness forward,” I said softly.

He patted my knee, and helped me off the bed. I linked my arm through his, and slowly moved from the bed out into the hallway.

For a brief moment, I thought about faking pain. Mostly out of fear and anxiety. However, I knew he would see straight through me.

“Look at you! You’re moving better than you did last night,” Nick said as he strutted up the hallway towards me. He always had a way of making me blush.

“Yea, the doc here says I'll be running marathons by next week,” I laughed.

My doctor explained that I was able to go home, and the mention of “home” sent pain to my chest. Home was now just a pipedream for me.

“Let me call the pack house and have someone get your room ready. That way you can just crawl in bed. I also need to let the kitchen know that you will need your meals delivered for the time being. I guess it was a good thing I brought you some clothes today. I was tired of seeing you in those gorgeous hospital pants and that stylish open-back gown,” he teased.

Without allowing me to reply, he turned and walked the opposite way to make his calls, leaving me and the doc standing there.

“Well, OK then. Let’s get you back to your room so you can change. Do you think you will need help? I’ll get Fern to come in and help if you do,” he asked. I shook my head because I needed to do it myself. I wouldn’t have anyone to help me change after I leave here anyway.

Within the hour Nick was back, but he wasn’t alone. When I saw Noah, something in me shifted. Instead of still holding a little bit of fear, I felt something I couldn’t explain. Something I didn’t want to feel. Attraction.

For identical twins, they couldn’t be more different. Both had long, dark, curly hair. Noah wore his in a man’s bun most of the time, and Nick wore his down, hanging loose over his shoulders. Noah had a beard that was growing long, and although sometimes he had a little scruff, Nick liked to be clean-shaven.

Noah liked to dress nicely during business hours, and sporty casual after hours. Nick, if he could dress casually all the time, you would find him in his favorite jeans and either a band T-shirt, flannel, or both. Night and Day.

“Are you good to go?” Noah asked. I nodded, and then thanked Nick for the sweatpants and hoodie he had brought me earlier.

“Yes. I just need my shoes. I don’t think I have any here,” I admitted. The truth was, I didn’t know if I had any at all anymore.

Nick held up a pair of slip on VANS, and a pair of socks. Of course, he had them. He thinks of everything.

Nick helped get them on my feet, and Noah gathered the little bit of items I had in my room. When Fern brought my release papers, and the medication I would need for the week, we were ready to leave.

When Noah reached for me to help me into the wheelchair I had to go out in, I tried not to show any fear and gave him my hands.

“I’m not going to hurt you, Hope. I told you that before. I gave you my word, and I’m a man of my word if I’m not anything else,” he said in a reassuring tone while lifting my chin to look him in the eyes.

I didn’t reply, because I knew if I opened my mouth to speak, the fear in my voice would be obvious.

He pushed me out of the room, and straight out of the hospital. Neither of them brought a car to get me, so he ended up pushing me all the way to the pack house. Talking to me like nothing had ever happened.

“I know you aren’t happy about being on the alpha wing, but for right now, I hope you can see it’s for the best. We are having your friend Holly work on the wing so she can help you if you need her to. She is pretty excited about it. If you would like her moved to the wing temporarily, we can work that out too. It’s all your call though,” Noah said.

He had gone one step further to show me how sorry he was, but why couldn’t my mind accept that he was just being nice?