Wildfire

Chapter 8

"Beep.Beep.Beep."

All I hear is that damn annoying beep. I slowly try to open my eyes. When I do I see my dad sleeping in a chair next to me. I’m confused for a second. Then all the memories hit me at once. I start to cry. Startled my dad shoots up. He’s in protective mode trying to find the theat that made his little girl cry. When he finally realizes I’m a awake and crying he relaxes, comes up to me and holds me.

“Why!” I scream as I cry into him as he still holds me. I haven’t grieved. Hell I haven’t had any chance to. And now I can let it all go. Crying out everything that I have left in me. Dads just holding me because honestly what else can he do? Nothing besides be there for me. After awhile I feel something wet on my forehead and I realize my dad is crying. Not once in my twenty one years of living on this earth have I seen my dad cry. When I got married he was super close but managed to hold them in but now my dad was also a crying mess. It broke me even more.

“ My baby girl” He says while holding onto me. We stay like that for awhile. I never wanted to let go. If I did I’d have to face reality. I wasn’t ready. I just wanted to stay in my dads arms for now.

“ Oh thank goodness you’re awake! I let the doctor know! ” We both look up at the nurse and before we could say anything she hurrying out the door. We finally pull apart and my dad brings me a cup of water.

“ Thank you,” I whisper. He sits back in the chair next to me. After taking some sips I place the water on the counter next to my bed, my dad takes my hand and holds it.

“I mind linked your mother,” he tells me and nod. Then the doctor comes into the room.

“Hello Mrs. Thomas,” says the doctor. I look up at him and give him a small smile.

“Hey Doc,” I say back. I’ve know the doctor all my life. Like literally he delivered me.

“It’s good to see you,” he tells me with a smile but I see sadness in his eyes.

“It’s good to see you to Doc,” I tell him as I use my free hand to hold his.

He stares for a minute like he’s trying to hold back all the emotions he’s feeling. His son is Jackson the delta, so I know him seeing me like this isn’t easy. I’ve grown up always hangout at his house over the years, having sleepovers with the boys. Our families have always been close. Also because of the hardcore training I’ve done he’s always been there to patch me up. So I know him seeing me like this was really hard for him to.

I feel him squeeze my hand back before letting go. He looks into my eyes and smiles.

“Well I guess we should get back to business,” he says trying to regain his composure.

I can’t help but chuckle. “Alright doc give me the bad news first.”

“ Ok, when you came in you lost a lot of blood, suffered from many wounds, and you were mentally an physically exhausted. Due to all that you were in a coma these past 3 weeks. Your body was trying to recover itself.”

“3 weeks?!” I raised my voice a bit shocked. “ I can’t believe I was knocked out for so long. My pack! I need to I need to-“ I started to become a wreck of emotions.

“Kierra! Look at me!” Says my dad. I look up at him with tears coming down my checks. He then continues, “ don’t worry Blaine took care of them. They have been buried properly and we have been waiting for you before we decide to hold a funeral."

I look up at him then nod. I start to relax again. The rest of the day just goes by like a blur. Throughout the day I see my mom, sibling, Johnny and Jackson. I try to be strong for them and smile. Finally the doctor tells everyone to leave and let me rest. I grateful for the alone time honestly. I need to start thinking of a plan.

Suddenly walking through the door is a 6’5” foot man with grey eyes, a strong jaw, with some scruff, a light tan, and short dirty blonde hair. I can’t help but smile when I see him.

“Blaine,” I whisper softly. Dammit I can feel the tears coming out again. He just stands by the door with his head down. Suddenly start to walk towards me. Then he gets on his knees and all I see are tears. He grabs my hand.

“I’m so sorry. I should have been there. I should have known. This is all my fault! Please forgive me. “ he starts crying. I look down at the crying man in shock. Never have I seen my best friend aka the alpha cry. Nevertheless have I seen him on his knees asking for forgiveness.

I start to gently stroke his hair while I tell him, ” there is nothing to forgive, you didn’t know. Thank you for everything you have done. Now get up and sit here.” I tell him as I scoot over on my bed making room for him. He just looks up at me with biggest puppy dog eyes and nods.

“Dad told me you were the one that found me. Thank you.” I tell him as he finally get up and sits next to me.

“ My wolf was on edge all night. I sensed something was wrong but wasn’t sure what it was. I was planning to call you that morning.. “ he tells me.

One thing about Blaine and I that I've never understood is how bonded we are to each other. Never really sure how it worked but since we were babies we were stuck to each other like glue. Then when we receive our wolves it’s like our bond grew. Our wolves were always connected. He even offered me the beta position but like my father I turned it down. It’s a lot of hard work. We are very lazy individuals honestly when it comes to paper work. Plus Johnny was a better choice anyways. He is extremely organized.

“ You couldn’t have known Blaine,” I tell him. We start to get comfortable. I lay my head on his chest and he puts his arm around me. I needed his wolf to comfort mine. The action wasn’t romantic in anyway that others might think. My best friend was just holding me because little did everyone know I was barely holding on by a thread. Blaine knew though. He always knew.