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

More waiting

Micah watched intently while this man assessed his mates powers. Everything seemed to be going well for a whole 30 seconds before Kit was once more thrown away from the bed and onto the floor, Ash was limp on the bed with blood dribbling from her nose. Micah howled loudly, his father and Mark came running in from the other room, taking in the scene, Mark said he would get the car. Rowan called for another warrior to help with Kit. Both Kit and Ash were loaded into the car, Micah cradling an unconscious Ash to his chest once more, Zander was distraught. They rushed Ash back into the same room as before, Kit was put in the room across the hall. 

Micah was back to waiting again, waiting for his mate. And this time it wasnt him who had put her in the hospital. He glared across the hall at thee closed door of the wizard who had done this to his mate. Micah took private pleasure in referring to Kit as ‘the wizard’ in the privacy of his own head. He was once more running the pack and the businesses from the side of Ashlyn’s hospital bed and snapping at everyone because he hadnt heard her laugh in too long. 

Dr Jenkins had examined both Ash and Kit, and he couldnt explain what was going on. He could find nothing wrong with either. Micah had asked his father to make the call to the college for advice, he didnt think he could stay calm and rational. This needed someone who could be more level headed and Micah knew his limits, he knew when to pass a task off to someone else and when he was capable of doing it himself. And right now, he knew full well that he was far too irrational to be able to handle this appropriately and with the sensitivity it needed.

Rowan made the call from the couch in Ash’s room, Micah, Dr Jenkins, Mark and Xavier were all crowded in listening to a one sided conversation. Rowan tolerated the audience because he know they were all concerned about Ash, she would be their Luna in a few years hopefully, it was only reasonable. He knew that Mark was texting updates to Jay and Loki who were passing the information on her younger friends, Micah and Rowan had spoken with their parents and the consensus was that they would try to keep the other children away until Ash was awake, to avoid upsetting them, unless they were struggling more with not seeing her. Ash’s room was full of flowers and cards, stuffed animals, pictures of her with her friends, clearly taken on snapchat and printed out. Charlie who ran the clothing store on the pack grounds had sent over a beautiful patchwork quilt that suited Ash to a t. It had depictions of tarot cards, black cats, pentagrams, broomsticks, pointy witches hats, ouija boards, books and cauldrons. Various pack members would stop at the window as they passed on a run or during their daily routine to ask about Ash and how she was getting on. It warmed Rowans heart to see how Ash had slotted herself into the pack, and how the pack had accepted her so well. She was a generally likeable girl, she was slowly gaining confidence here and showing them more of herself, expressing her personality and individuality. Ash did not like having her independence taken away, she was capable of making choices and doing things for herself and she would not let anyone forget. She quietly demanded respect from everyone around her, and sometimes not so quietly. Micah was not going to have an easy time with his mate, she had the potential to be a real firecracker.

Rowan spent a while trying to get through to the right person to get support from the college. When he eventually got through to the hospital they couldnt give any practical advice other than to give them both supportive treatment, keeping them hydrated and monitoring their blood sugars, they suspected some kind of magical draining for them both. Perhaps Ash had subconsciously tried to push him out of her head, he fought underestimating her power or thinking that she would realise and stop. The effort drained them both, they couldn’t say how long it would take for them to wake and all that could be done was to wait.

So wait they did. And wait some more. 

Ash had been unconscious for 3 days when Xavier and Emery’s anniversary, Micah had found Ash’s canvases and the Locket she had made for Emery, he gave them to the couple quietly in the hospital, but couldnt face being away from Ash for any length of time to go off pack lands for the meal they had planned. But Xavier understood completely. They opened the present with Micah, Emery put the locket on straight away, they both loved the rest of the canvases, already arguing about where to put them. Though they told Micah off for lying to them to get them to post for Ash, he knew they didnt really mean it. 

Emery had been working a lot, so she hadnt had chance to really get to know Ash, but she could see how much she meant to Micah, and how the pack respond to her. Micah and Xavier held her forward while Emery braided her hair into about 5 braids, like the ones that Ash had had her hair in, but smaller and tighter. Micah was a little worried that the other woman might hurt Ash but Xavier reassured him silently. Emery’s hands moved swiftly and surely through Ash’s hair as she brushed and braided it gently. “They should hold for a good while, but she’ll need to take them out to get them washed in about a week or its not good for her hair… I’ll come and redo them if you need me too Micah” she said as she finished and moved away, letting the boys lay her back down. “Thanks Em… I appreciate it” Micah replied, giving her a brief one armed hug. 

The couple left and Micah was left alone again. He went back to holding Ash. It was all he could do, hold her and talk to her. He told her that she needed to wake up so they could watch the rest of the Harry Potter film that they had had to pause half way through, he told her about Xavier and Emery loving her pictures of them, about the news from her friends who were back in school now, about how Loki had tried to sneak in a mountain of chocolate for her but the doctor had confiscated it all. In the end he had finished with a simple and heartfelt “please babygirl…. I need you…. I need you to wake up now please… please just let me know your ok”