Cassandra

ITS BEEN TWO DAYS since Alpha Falcon has visited. During these two days, I've been suffering in pain.

I haven't had much food in my system. The last thing I ate these past 48 hours was bread, crackers, and cheese. Alpha Falcon was only sending me food because he knew himself I needed energy if I wanted to help him with his 'sickness'.

I just had one more day left. One more to get out of here.

After I've talked to Alpha Falcon, everything has been going downhill. Alpha Ares was upset he was kicked out of the room— due to our agreement last night.

He asked me questions about what we spoke about, and why we were acting like that towards each other. I simply didn't give him an answer.

And that made him mad.

Of course, we fought again. I wasn't surprised I lost. No one would attempt to fight an alpha. Even though he scares me, I won't be ordered around by a man.

The door swung opened, revealing Alpha Ares. I gave the man a harsh glare.

Alpha Ares chuckled, "You're still mad about the fight we had?"

I didn't say anything, I just kept staring at him.

He rolls his eyes, "You have a guest from Alpha Ares. Sadly, I would decline this 'guest' but I'm trying to be civil with the other pack."

"Who is it exactly?" I asked dryly.

Alpha Ares groans but answers my question. "It's a healer, I'm guessing Alpha Ares saw the damage I did." He chuckles. "Another reason why I'm agreeing for you to see a healer is because I need you to cure me more."

I stayed silent, even more annoyed than before. I tried to keep my expression neutral, but it was hard too. I crossed my arms.

Alpha Ares was getting impatient because of my silence. "If you're not going to say anything I'll just—"

"Just go ahead and send them in," I say, interrupting him. I just wanted to get this over with.

Alpha Ares growls and faces the door. "You can come in," he says out loud.

The moment the man walked in the room, my heart started beating fast. He was wearing a white t-shirt underneath a black leather jacket, and a pair of baggy dark jeans. He has dark and long hair that was in a ponytail. He has an air of confidence in the way he walks, and a gentle expression on his face. The healer stares at me.

I didn't know if I've had gotten more sick since how my heart was. My mind felt fuzzy and I didn't know why. I never felt like this before.

The healer's eyes narrowed as he took in my appearance.

His eyes then widened suddenly, and a look of disbelief crossed his face. His mouth opened slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

Alpha Ares noticed the healer's reaction. "Is something wrong?" He asked, clearly irritated.

The healer quickly shakes his head. "No, of course not." His voice is husky.

The healer's eyes lingered on me for a moment before he looked away. "I'm Micah, I'm here to examine you."

Oh right, Alpha Falcon did mentioned Micah might be coming a little early to help me for now.

Micah looked at Alpha Ares. "Give us some privacy. I have to ask her personal questions regarding her health." He said, sounding professional.

Alpha Ares grumbled under his breath, "Sure, anything else?" He said angrily.

Micah looked up and down at Alpha Ares. "No, that's it," he said casually before looking back at me.