Chapter 8 - My Mate or My Foe

“Good job both of you” A man by the side in an all black attire stood observing the fighters I’m guessing their trainer.

“Again” his voice echoes, the two men stand two feet apart staring daggers at one another in a rotational movement both out of breaths and sweating profusely.

Dimitri is the one to break the moment attacking with full force and elegant speed Jaden tries his very best to counter all his attacks almost losing his balance but strengthens his stance digging his feet in the dirt.

Dimitri chuckles, lightly pulling back his blade, walking away. He turns towards my direction like he knew I was standing there, giving me a warm smile, distracted, Jaden uses the opportunity to give a cheap shot to Dimitri’s arm.

“Stay focused Dimitri” the trainer warns sternly.

Dimitri nods, doing just that,watching Jaden like a prey he was about to pounce on the friendly duel turns into a violent brawl as the attacks come in more often the click and clack of steel so powerful it erupts through the sound of the excited crowd.

Dimitri uses a smart move attacking Jaden from the side then above his head Jaden bends over to dodge Dimitri by a few inches before Jaden could recoup, he kicks him on the leg making Jaden fall to the ground.

“Jaden your stance was off.. the trainer’s voice trails into the background when Dimitri looks towards my direction and winks at me with a triumphant smile I blush, my insides turned to jelly as I look at my feet almost missing when Jaden flipped back to his feet cutting Dimitri on the leg watching a stunned Dimitri as his face twisted in pain.

The room blares in shock

“Jesus Jaden you almost cut the dang leg off” the trainer stops him, he pulls off the sword that drips with Dimitri’s blood.

Dimitri’s face reveals the agonizing pain he must be feeling as he drops to his knee the sword pinned to the ground holding him up all the while he was in pain his gaze didn’t leave mine.

My shaking hand goes up my trembling lips concealing my scream as I watched the horrific moment in terror.

HAILEY STEWARTS

Unknowingly, I race forward sliding on my knees just in time catching Dimitri as he slumps on my thighs.

He was in severe pain,

“Hey Hailey Stewart’s you like spy… spying don’t you” he jokes every word taking a lot of effort to say, his body shudders underneath me. I touch the side of his hard face softly as a way of comfort, laughing sadly as tears that I wasn’t aware of fell dropping on his hair.

“Someone get a damn doctor!” I yelled to no one in particular.

“It’s just a damn cut, he’s a man he can take care of himself” Jaden said, emotionless , unfazed by what he had done.

I bite the inside of my cheeks concealing the vile words I wanted to say to him. He was Alpha and I a slave who wasn’t supposed to be here to begin with.

Dimitri hands slowly rubbing my knuckles, relaxing the fists. I intertwined my hand with his and smiled a little as he mouths “I’ll be fine” just like I did the first time we met.

“Please move” people holding a stretcher requested disrupting the moment.

Dimitri struggled to his feet and I helped him sit on the stretcher while they had a hard time carrying the huge man.

He was losing a lot of blood, the cut must be grave, Jaden had taken it too far . I glared at him one last time before following the medical team, exiting the arena, the crowd muttering as we left.

I wasn’t allowed to go to the pack hospital even after Dimitri insisted too,it was ineffective, he gave me a weak smile as they left the pack house, the guards instructed me to clean the blood.To avoid an incomplete reading experience, visit Jobn’i’b.com. A job I did with my heart in my mouth, juddering hands and eyes still widened in shock, unbelieving it was Dimitri blood I was cleaning.

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I had a hard time sleeping the night before; each time I tried I couldn’t help but see Dimitri’s pained features and it made me uneasy having no clue how he was faring.

Yes, I knew he is a well trained soldier but a soldier wasn’t immortal neither was a werewolf.

Even with the healing abilities of a wolf it would still take time to recover unless I manage to meet him and I was working towards just that.

I multitasked on today’s chores; while the clothes were in the washer I was cooking, while washing the plates I mopped the floors putting the clothes in the drier I washed the toilets finally I folded the last piece and smile at the sunlight passing through the windows indicating I had time to spare before my evening routine of chores.

Today the pack house was less busy and only guards on the entrance and exits were on duty. I had overhead it was as a result of the frequent arena fights.

The guards looked tense and a bit distracted, their faces going paler when they heard the crowd cheer just perfect I could work it my favour.

After a good bath and wearing the prettiest black gown I had, I dabbed under my eyes with a rag to soften the heavy eye bags.

I never cared about my looks not once but today it bothered me.

I had skem a way to sneak to the pack’s hospital, grabbing fruits and vegetables with a fruit knife I’ll need later from the kitchen into the gift basket I had received earlier. I walked with my head high to the main doors.

“Halt” the first guard voice commands.”Where do you think you’re going?” he asked sharply.

“The Alpha instructed, Dimitri receives this fruit basket” I say in a blunt tone. If I do so much as show even a bit of weakness or quiver I’m sure I will be caught and punished and luckily I work well under pressure.

The guard shares a look with the other who just shrugs off, he looks back at me watching me with keen interest from my head to my feet in silence, that was killing me, gripping the basket.

“You can go” my chest heaves down releasing the breath I had no idea I was holding as I walk out on wobbly legs till I was out of sight.

The pack hospital wasn’t far off from the house. I spot it easily, the sign bold outside leading me to it.

I walk through the double doors into the white coloured building, a receptionist just up ahead behind a counter busy on her computer.

Walking up to her “Hey” I say drawing her attention from the computer.

She was wearing a white nursing attire with a red heart beat sign on top her bust her black hair pulled in a ponytail.

“How may I help you? ” she says, looking at me for a slight second but quickly diverted back to her computer typing hard; I hear the keys crying for mercy.

“Dimitri…. I’m here to see Dimitri”

“Up ahead to your left, second door to the right” she responded, not looking from her computer.

“Thank you” I mutter some kind of hospital this is.

I walked as she instructed my stomach coiled in repulsion, I hate the stench of hospitals and being in one.

I reach the brown door and take a peek through the circle glass opening on the door.

His hand on his abs, a small brown bandage connected to the drip by his side, his leg had been wrapped in a white strap stained with blood, he wasn’t wearing a shirt and I can’t help but to ogle at the body.

Taking a deep breath I brace myself as I twist the door knob entering the room.

His lips curved up to a smirk, looking relaxed behind closed lids.

“Hailey Stewart.” he calmly says, opening his eyes and his lips now in a full bloom grin.

I blush tucking my red hair behind my ears, loving the way he said my name or maybe because of the fact he’s probably the only one that ever did other people just referred to me as slave.

“You can call me Hailey Dimitri.”I reply, stepping closer.

“Okay Hailey… Stewarts” he adds and chuckles lightly when I fake a frown.

“What’s that?” he asks, sitting upright looking in the direction of the basket in my hand.

“Ehmm just a little present I put together as a get well gift I know it’s not much” I say placing it forward embarrassed.

“It’s perfect to me” , reaching out, he grasps an apple in his palm and takes a small bite, the gesture making me feel heat in between my legs.

It has been rumored you can know how a guy kisses by the way he eats an apple, I’m suddenly in need to taste his lips. He must be an excellent kisser.

“Except for the veggies of course uhh he sticks out his tongue playfully. I was half listening as my mind runs wild of the sinful things I’ll love that mouth to do but I still laugh making him believe I understood the joke.

Tossing the apple back into the basket he pats the side of his bed indicating I come sit.

Placing the basket on the table at the spot he just touched, he shifts a little to accommodate my wide thighs.

“It’s hurting huh?” I ask and immediately regret it of course it’s going to hurt what a dumb question I say in my head.

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