“I did,” I replied calmly, unafraid as she advanced toward me.
“Who the heck does she think she is?” the other nurse demanded, glancing at the doctor, who merely shrugged. What kind of people were assigned to care for wounded werewolves?
These people lacked even a hint of compassion.
“And may I ask why? Are you going to clean it up?” Prim yelled as she stomped closer. Did she really think I wouldn’t tell Kaye how she was treating me? Or did she assume she could lie to him?
I wondered what was going through her head-how she could be so brazenly disrespectful.
“No! You will clean it up. You’re here to take care of me-” I stated firmly, noticing her face twist with annoyance.
“Ohhhhhhh!” She rolled her eyes dramatically, forming her mouth into a large, exaggerated “O.” “We’re here to take care of her. Look at that attitude!” She sneered, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “We don’t even know who you are. It’s a privilege granted to you by the Rogue King’s sons that you’re resting here. Otherwise, people without a wolf usually die in the woods alone.”
The smirk on her lips hinted that she knew I was wolfless.
“Why didn’t anyone tell me?” A strong, deep voice suddenly echoed through the house, causing everyone’s eyes to widen in shock.
“That’s Emmet McQuoid,” one of the doctors whispered, quickly stepping away from the nurses. They began to jostle each other in their desperation to leave, but they couldn’t; the brothers had blocked the doorway.
As Kaye entered with Emmet right behind him, it was clear Emmet had been questioning Kaye about me. The two brothers exchanged an odd look at the nurses before their eyes fell on the shattered glass.
“What’s going on here?” Kaye demanded, his gaze shifting to the broken glass on the floor.
“Oh, we gave her some medication, and she’s… creating a bit of a scene,” Prim had the nerve to lie.
“She seems perfectly calm to me,” Emmet observed, slipping his hands into his pockets as he eyed Prim. She subtly adjusted her curly red hair and pushed her chest out, though her attempt to appear confident was hardly discreet.
“She was accusing us of not doing a great job,” she said, suddenly switching to a softer tone. “I don’t mean to be rude, but we work really hard, so it hurts when someone tries to use their power against us-” She looked down, clasping her hands in an attempt to appear vulnerable.
“She was giving you all a hard time?” Kaye questioned, his voice filled with suspicion.
“They’re lying. I only asked for water when she ignored me and left the room,” I quickly explained, hoping to clarify before she painted herself as innocent and me as some kind of crazy brat.
“That’s not true. We didn’t hear her. We’ve been checking on her nonstop. But ask her-why did she break that glass?” Prim quickly looked up, and as everyone’s attention shifted to me, she wrinkled her nose at me with a smug little smirk.
“Did you break the glass?” Kaye asked, and I felt a lump form in my throat. They already thought I was difficult. Appearing spoiled on top of that was hardly ideal.
“I did,” I admitted, refusing to lie.
“See? And then she started saying, ‘Oh, you’re going to clean this up’ and so on,” Prim muttered meekly, making me clench my jaw.
“She’s telling the truth,” the other nurses chimed in, siding with her, while the doctors remained silent.
“Helanie!” Kaye turned to me, his expression serious. “I’m going to handle this because we don’t treat anyone unfairly here,” he assured, and I caught a smirk twitching at the corners of Prim’s lips.
“Apologize to her right now,” Kaye commanded, his voice firm.
Helanie:
“I don’t even need her apology. I don’t like making anyone feel low or disrespected. But since she’s shown no respect for my job, I suppose it’s fine. I’ll accept her apology,” Prim forced a weak, triumphant smile, trying to look both innocent and full of herself.
“What are you babbling about?” Emmet groaned at her.
“I didn’t ask her to apologize to you. I’m telling you to apologize to Helanie for your mistreatment of her and for causing her stress when she should be resting,” Kaye asserted, his tone clear and leaving everyone in shock.
Prim’s mouth dropped open, her gaze fixed on Kaye.
“But why would I apologize? I didn’t even do anything wrong,” she replied in a softer tone, but I could tell that neither of the brothers believed her.
“So, you checked on her multiple times, right? And all the party leftovers, the movies left on the TV, the mess in the living room and the kitchen-those must all be Helanie’s doing too, right?” Kaye faced her, calling her out.
“Umm, we were just bored, so-” she stammered, flinching as Kaye slipped his hands into his pockets.
“If you were doing your job properly, Helanie wouldn’t have had to break the glass to get your attention. Yet you still had the nerve to belittle her and make her look bad when your job was to look after her. That amazes me,” Kaye stepped closer, towering over her. Emmet leaned against the wall, smirking.
This was the first time I’d seen Emmet take pleasure in someone’s misery.
“You’re fired. All of you are,” Kaye enunciated each word, and chaos erupted among the group.
“But we didn’t do anything! It was the nurses-they were bitter about having to care for a wolf-less girl,” one doctor protested, now trying to shift blame as their jobs hung in the balance.
“Oh, really?” Emmet turned to the nurse, who gasped.
“We didn’t do anything! It was only Prim who spoke badly about the patient,” one of the nurses, who had earlier complained about me bothering them, quickly tried to cover herself.
“She has a name-Helanie,” Emmet corrected her sharply before adding, “You’re all fired. You heard my brother. Now get out of here.”
He raised his hand in a dismissive wave, not even looking at them, as though exhausted by the topic being dragged out. The doctors and nurses looked devastated as they were ushered out of the farmhouse.
“We need to hire better staff for our people,” Kaye remarked, stepping closer to my bed, only to be unintentionally edged aside by Emmet, who leaned in before him.
“Helanie! They really put you through a lot,” he murmured, bending down and gently lifting my chin with his finger to examine my face. His touch was so gentle, and his gaze lingered on my features with such intensity. Did he even know how incredibly attractive he was in our realm?
“What about the exam?” I asked as he straightened, clearly disheartened by my injuries.
“It’s postponed,” Emmet replied.
“I postponed it myself and arrested the culprits,” Kaye quickly interjected, prompting Emmet to turn slightly and give him a sidelong glance.
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