We Are Not Getting Remarried: Show Yourself Out

Chapter 5

I find myself standing at the foot of the stranger’s bed in the wee hours of the morning. I

can’t sleep, and so sneaking away from my mate will probably get me in some hot water,

but I have ways of cooling it down. I always live by the saying ‘It’s easier to ask for

forgiveness than it is to ask for permission’. Besides, he should know me by now, and I

did warn him last night that I would be coming here myself. It’s not my fault he’s a sound

sleeper and didn’t hear me tip toeing out the door.

As for the male asleep in the bed in front of me, it’s hard to see his features because

Doc has a gauze bandage wrapped thickly around his head. The only good sign that I

see is that the male is breathing on his own and I hear a strong and steady heartbeat

now.

I walk slowly around to the side of the bed and stare down at him some more. There is

something about him that seems to be drawing me to him. Nothing like a mate bond, but

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more like a familiarity; like I should know him, but I’ve never seen this male a day in my

life.

“Oh, Luna! I wasn’t expecting to see you so early.” Dr. Sands smiles as he walks to the

other side of the bed with a clipboard. He’s looking at the numbers on the monitors and

writing stuff down.

“Yeah, I couldn’t sleep, so I figured I would mosey on over. I see that you were able to

get his heartrate back up.”

“Yes! That’s exactly what I was hoping for when placing him in the coma. If all his vitals

do well throughout the day, I will bring him back. You most likely won’t get any answers

until tomorrow at the earliest, and that is only if he comes to on his own as well.”

Well s*it, I think to myself, how am I supposed to wait a whole day to get the answers

that I’m looking for? Something nags at me, though, almost like a little voice telling me to

but I don’t want to do it while Jonah

sit at his bedside causing Doc to stare at me

going to wake up on his

whole time.”

“Isn’t it true that even comatose patients can

surroundings?”

the injury itself, but

injury is different.”

matter. I’m going to sit here for a bit, and talk to him, and then

open when he wakes. One

Luna. It’s your time, not mine.” He chuckles as he walks from

room.

few minutes to work up the nerve to try touching any part of him. I

back at his face, “Who are you, and why are you here?” I ask out

question will

I reach out, and take his hand. A jolt goes through

transported to another place. I find myself in a room with

young man that lays in the hospital bed,

which I’m assuming

the way on another continent, who cares what

the young man has an accent

if they are on another planet! We must do our due diligence and

can possibly

who, father? The mighty Council? What

into you, Ledger? You are a Hastings and one

Who are you to doubt what

important?”

Father. What’s the difference between us and

human, and if anything, we are more dangerous because

must we

back the f*ck

little veins beginning to disappear. My heart is

I try to figure out what the f*ck just happened. Is this one

see things just

look back at the stranger, “So, you’re Ledger Hastings. Well, I can’ t say

but it seems as though you may not be the enemy that we

study him for a moment, “If you

why would your own men try

father know

Being brave one more time, I touch his hand again to see if I can get

somewhere away from the

Instead, I’m in a forest and I’m running. Wait a minute, I’ve

it’s the dream that I could never figure out, so I let it play

I’m running in the woods in my human

they are all around me, and they are unfamiliar.