The Alpha’s Broken Healer (The Alpha and The Princess 1)

Chips

Day 9 had arrived, 9 days without hearing Ash’s voice or her laugh or seeing those eyes. Micah and Zander were going insane. He was struggling to keep on top of everything, but at-least he hadn't nearly killed anyone yet, though it was still early. He had been needing to run more. He vowed that he would take Ash into the forest, it didn't matter that she couldn't run, Zander could easily carry her or they would just walk. He promised he would show her everything she wanted.

Kit had confirmed his suspicions about Ash’s heritage yesterday. She was a princess, her grandparents, the King and Queen were going to descend on the pack within a fortnight. Micah didn't know how far they had to travel, but he was sure that most magic types used portals to travel instantly to where they wanted to be, not that he was complaining about the time with his mate. Kit had been coming to check on Ash every day since he woke, he had tried to help her, but her mental shields were up even though she was unconscious. 

Around lunch time on day 9, Micah had just thrown Kit from the room, he was pacing around the room anxiously chewing on the stylus he should have been using to do some work, but he couldn’t seem to concentrate on the documents he was going over for the construction company that he ran on behalf of the pack. He took a stop by Ashlyn's bed, straightening the covers and checking if she was warm enough. It was enough to allow him to sit again and try to work. He was looking over some plans that had come from a clients architect. Out of the blue, there was a small, croaky voice from Ashlyn’s bed “Micah….. why….. m’here?” Her eyes weren’t open, though she had turned onto her side, pulling her knees up and snuggling under the fluffy blanket that Micah had covered her with. Micah must have been much more deeply engrossed in his plans than he thought, he hadn't heard Ash move. He nearly jumped out of his skin when she spoke, tears filling his eyes, relief and delight at her being awake again. Micah dashed over to the side of Ash’s bed, crouching down by her head and stroking her hair softly “Hey baby…. Hey…. It’s ok, everything’s ok… there was a problem, when the wizard tried to do your assessment… something about your powers… you both were knocked out. He woke up a few days back…. Oh baby, I’ve been so worried about you…. Thank you…. Thank you for waking up…I’ve needed you so much…. Please Ash, can I hug you please?” 

Ash tried to clear her throat, clearly struggling to speak. “W…water?” She croaked at Micah, unable to get much more out. 

Micah groaned “oh shut up, like you thought of it Zander you over grown puppy” then he placed a gentle kiss on Ash’s forehead “yes… of course… water darling girl… I’ll get you some” and he ran from the room. 

When Micah returned to the room a few minutes later he had a jug of ice cold water, and the doctor. Micah brought Ashlyn a glass of the water, leading a straw to her mouth so she could drink. “Be careful Ashlyn, not too much” Dr Jenkins warned her.

Once she was able to speak she looked up at the men “I’m not moving for a month… I feel like I’ve been hit by a 10 tone truck and then ran over by an articulated lorry full of body builders. Everything hurts me right now, even my toe nails” 

Micah looked a little alarmed at this, though the doctor just chuckled. “That is what you get for blacking out from magic exhaustion young lady. It will teach you to avoid it at the very least. Young Kit was in a similar state. A hot bath and gentle moving will help.” The doctor looked in Ashlyn's eyes and listened to her chest, taking her pulse and making sure she could move. “Now your likely to be exhausted, I don’t expect you’ll be awake long. I’d like to keep you for tonight, but I wont object if you want to go to your own room. I’d recommend you get something light to eat, some eggs perhaps? And maybe that bath, then head to bed”

“Can I have chips?” Ash whispered, once both men had nodded their agreement she added “I think I’d like my bed and bath but I don’t think I can walk”

“I’ll carry you baby girl, where ever you need to be. Let me help you” Micah told Ash from the bottom of the bed, a hand placed gently on her foot through the covers. Once Ashlyn nodded her reluctant agreement, she didn't like being dependent on someone so much. The doctor left, promising to check in tomorrow. 

Micah Packed Ash’s things carefully in her bag while her IV was removed from her arm. “Jay… please…. Help me to the bathroom” she whispered urgently to Jay who was about to start wheeling the IV pole away. Jay laughed slightly as she pulled on some more gloves to help Ash from the bed. They slowly made their way to the bathroom while Micah packed. Ash groaning in pain the whole way.

When they shuffled out, Jay may as well have been carrying Ash but Ash wouldn't hear of it, she wanted to walk, she wouldn't be that dependant on another person. Micah had packed everything up in their bags, which he was handing to Loki.

“Hey little sis! You’re back from the dead” Loki called. Heading over and trying to hug Ash

“Not yet Loki… I hurt everywhere” Ash chuckled, settling herself on the edge of the bed. She drank some more water and yawned, rubbing her eyes softly. “Micah, can we go back to the flat now please? I’m really tired… not that you two are bad company or anything… but you know… I’m starving and I need a bath”

Jay and Loki laughed a little, waving away her platitudes. “Of course darling, Loki is going to drive us up to the house”

True to his word, Micah carried her everywhere. He set her up a comfy nest on the sofa while he got her chips and bread and butter, he also invaded her nest and stole some of her chips. He ran her a lovely smelling bubble bath, he carried her into the bathroom. Ash was sat on the closed toilet lid, looking down at her pyjamas. “I don’t think I can get these off” she whispered shyly. Her face flushing furiously, she was sure Micah would feel the heat from it, and she knew for a fact that he could hear her heart, which felt like it was trying to escape from her chest. 

“Oh… d’ya want me…. Um…. Me to do it?” Micah asked, he too was blushing a little and looking uncharacteristically shy. “Or I could ask Mrs black or my mother?”

“No! I don't want your mother to bathe me and I’m sure Mrs black is far too busy. You are my only option…. It’s just…. Just the pants really…. Can’t take them off sat down” Ash’s voice was barely above a whisper by the time she finished speaking. 

Micah nodded, turning away while ash stripped off her top, which was actually one of Micahs t-shirts that she’d stolen when she was mad at him and didn’t want him in her bed, Micah liked seeing her in his clothes and smelling himself on her. It helped him leave her when he needed to let off steam with Xavier while she was in the hospital. He did his best not to notice her ample chest, it had to be at least a D cup, f*****g hell, it was rough when they were covered and pressed against him when Ash would curl up to him in the night as she was prone to do, but now they were out, he was rock hard in his pants and just about managing to control himself. ‘She’s hurting. And shes a pup. She isn't ready for us yet’ Zander told him firmly. With a nod Micah helped Ash to her feet, supporting her weight while she wriggled out of her pyjama pants and knickers. This time there was an involuntary moan, it clearly startled Ash, Micah could feel her uncertainty through their bond. “Oh baby, no its ok. I’m just struggling to control myself right now. You are f*****g stunning, I am so lucky to be able to call you all mine and I just cant wait for anything you want to give me, whenever you want to give it me. You are gorgeous. My beautiful little mate. Zander says I have to shut up now, do I have to shut up? Can’t I tell you how much I adore your hair… its so thick and luscious and red, and your skin, ohhh darlin’ you are just so soft to pet and hold. And mm mmmmmmm mmmmmmmmm don't get me started on those…” Micah trailed off, suddenly learning some restraint, or maybe getting embarrassed himself. Ash was bright red again and hiding her face in his shirt. 

Eventually Ash managed to convince Micah to put her into the water, it hurt too much to lift her legs in and she wasn't convinced she wouldn't slip. She had to admit that the doc gave good advice. The hot water was amazing on her muscles, allowing her to move a bit without as much pain. Micah brought her juice while she bathed and washed her back and her hair for her before pulling her out and wrapping her in a towel. 

Once she was dry and dressed in another of his shirts and some shorts, Ash was starting to worry about how she was going to do her hair when there was a knock on her door. “Come in” she called. 

Emery pushed the door open, Ash smiled up at the woman, she had the most beautiful Afro like hair and ebony skin. Ash was almost jealous, Emery was a truly gorgeous woman who knew it well. She exuded confidence. “Hey doll, Xavier said Micah was helping you with a bath, I thought you might need help with all that mountain of luscious hair? Not something you trust a man with huh?”

Ash laughed at the thought of Micah trying to do her hair, and the memory of Zander trying. She explained it to Emery, through fits of giggles and by the end of the story both women were laughing too much to talk. It was a few minutes before they managed to pull themselves together. “So yeh, no, I didn't ask him to do my hair, he did ok taking the braids out and washing it but I think thats as far as I’ll push it today. By the way, was it you or Jay who did my hair?”

Emery smiled a little “that was me, it was the closest I could get to saying thank you for our anniversary presents, we love them by the way.” She pulled out the locket from around her neck as if to prove the point.

“It’s nothing, I enjoyed doing them. Thank you for doing my hair, they would have let it get all knotty otherwise” Ash frowned at the thought. “Could you teach me how to do the braids like that?”

“Sure hun” Emery smiled, pulling up a chair behind Ash in-front of the mirror and showing her how to do the braids, Ash managed to do half of one before her arms gave up. They chatted about random crap as Emery did her hair. Ash was getting more and more tired though. Micah put her into her bed as soon as Emery was done. She knew that kit wanted to speak to her but she couldn't face it right now.