Selling Myself To The Alpha
Chapter 43

Axel POV

"Drew," I mind-link him. "Get my gym bag and first aid kit out of the trunk and place it on the passenger seat. Start the car and open the door, I'm on my way."

I pray the entire way as I run with Liana. I cannot hear or feel her breathing. By my calculation, Liana was stuck in that bathroom between six and seven hours, which is plenty of time for hypothermia to kick in. Drew's eyes widen as he watches me run towards him.

"Get in and drive," I order as I bundle Liana onto the backseat and get in next to her. I tear off her wet clothes and pull her tightly to my chest so that we can share body heat.

"What happened?" Drew asks as I open the first aid kit and pull out the thermal blanket.

"Angela," I grunt as I cover Liana with the blanket. "But keep it to yourself, I have a special surprise for that bitch."

"Is she okay?" Drew's voice is thick with worry.

"I don't know," I sigh as I pull Liana closer. "She barely had a pulse when I found her."

Drew does not say a word as he accelerates, and I look down at Liana. Her skin is pale and cold. I lean forward and rest my lips on hers which has a slight blue colour.

"We're here," Drew says, and I tug the blanket tighter around her.

Somebody jerks open the door and emergency personnel reach for Liana. I feel cold and alone when they run off with her. Quickly I zip open my gym bag and pull on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt before I run into the hospital.

It is not hard to replace Liana - I only have to follow the snappy orders and people scurrying around to execute it. But before I could do or say anything, a male nurse blocks my way and firmly shows me to the waiting area. "Any word?" Drew asks as he joins me.

"No," I grunt as I take a seat. I rest my elbows on my knees and intertwine my fingers. I keep my gaze fixated on my feet.

I am going to kill Angela, I swear. I have enough evidence to prove it was her. People saw her follow Liana; she was caught on camera, and I picked up her scent. And I am certain that I will replace her fingerprints on the scaffolding and door. Not to mention that the fire sprinklers did not activate themselves.

But I will be patient. It is Angela after all, and the situation is delicate because of our parents. I will play along and make her believe I am going to marry her. At the very least, that will keep Liana safe and off her radar. But as certain as the sun rises in the East, I will watch the life drain from her eyes.

"Alpha," the doctor says, and I quickly jump to my feet. "The patient ..."

"Liana Erikson," I interrupt him. "She's one of my employees and there was an accident at work."

I know I do not owe him an explanation, but I cannot afford people questioning my relationship with Liana. Especially if I want to fool Angela.

"Well, they're still busy with Miss Erikson and I'm only here to give an update," he explains. "She has severe hypothermia. We started with warm fluids intravenously as well as oxygen and cardiac monitoring."

"Is she going to be okay?" Drew asks anxiously.

"It's too soon to tell," the doctor sighs. "But so far it looks good and we're hopeful."

"What's next?" I clear my throat when it feels like all oxygen is being squeezed from my body.

"We wait and see how she reacts to treatment," he says patiently. "We're ready to start irrigation of the abdomen and lungs as well as diathermy and hemodialysis."

"When can we see her?" I ask anxiously. Every second that I am not with her, is eating at me.

"Alpha, I understand your urgency since this happened at work, but it will take several hours to get her body temperature to normal. Once she's stable only family will be allowed," the doctor says patiently. "Do you know who her emergency contact is?" "I am," Drew glances at me before he steps forward. "She lives with me and my wife. Her family doesn't live nearby."

"Very well," the doctor nods. "I advise you to contact them. In the meantime, can you please fill out some forms?"

"Yeah, sure," Drew nods. "I'll be there in a second."

"Thanks," I whisper to Drew when the doctor leaves. "After our last conversation, I know her family will be more of a burden than a help. At least I know you and Carol have her best interest at heart."

"Don't thank me yet," Drew grins sheepishly. "I must go fill in forms with the information I don't have."

"Don't stress it," I slap him on his shoulder. "I'll go back to the office and get her information." "Okay," Drew nods but I can see he still seems a little uneasy.

"And I'll bring Carol," I smile, and Drew instantly relaxes.

**

Less than an hour later, Carol and I walk back into the hospital. I went back to the office and retrieved all of Liana's information and got my phone and clothes as well. Drew might have lied about his connection with Liana, but you will never tell if you look at Carol. Ever since I told her the news, she has been crying nonstop as if Liana was her biological child.

"Drew," Carol sobs when she sees him and runs towards him.

Tenderly he embraces and comforts her.

"Any news?" I ask as I join them.

"Nothing new," Drew shakes his head.

"Dammit," I grunt as I open Liana's handbag. Immediately I notice the card and my heart clenches. I do not want to invade her privacy, but I am dying to know who send her the roses. With a heavy sigh, I reach past the card and take out her purse. "Here," I hold it out to Carol. "Please take out her identification."

"Sure," she sniffs as she opens the purse and goes through it.

No one says a word as we sit down while Drew completes the forms. I know the doctor said several hours, but dammit, this waiting is gnawing at me.

With a heavy sigh, I take out my phone and construct an email informing all employees about the 'accident' and warning them to stay away from the area. I must get ahead of this before the truth gets out.

Carol hands Liana's purse back to me and I cannot resist it any longer. I take out the card and read it.

Orange roses for the one I desire.

L.C. xoxo

Jealousy rages within me as I read it over and over until I know it by heart. The one I desire? Who the fuck is L.C.? I will kill him along with Angela. The only comfort I have is that she doesn't want to hear his words. Which means that she has been rejecting his advances.

"I'm getting coffee," Carol pulls me away from my murderous thoughts as she stands up and walks to the cafeteria.

"What are you going to do about Angela?" Drew asks softly once Carol is out of earshot.

"Kill her," I grind my teeth as I put the card back. "Painfully and slowly."

"Axel, I understand how you feel, but you should be careful," Drew says softly. "Angela is not from this pack and her father will see it as murder and not justice."

"Oh, I know," I smirk. "And he will surely avenge his daughter. I will be patient, Drew. Angela will eat out of my hand and her parents will adore me. Only then will I take my change and afterwards I will be grieving with them about the terrible accident that took their beloved daughter from them."

"Geez," Drew looks at me with big eyes. "How long have you been sitting on that one?"

"From the moment I saw Liana in that bathroom and thought she was dead," I sigh. "That reminds me. All our bathrooms will be upgraded, and the décor changed. I never want to see that room again or any room similar."

I get up and walk away before Drew can respond. Recalling the image of Liana in that bathroom made me sick. There are no words to describe the agony and fear that I felt when I saw her. I am filled with anger and hatred as I stroll through the hospital's garden. I meant every word I said to Drew. The only thing I am uncertain of is how I will kill Angela. There are so many ideas running through my mind that I cannot decide which will give me the most satisfaction.

When I woke up this morning, I was full of happiness and great expectations for what is to come but everything went to shit. I was going to cancel my contract with Jack on Wednesday, but that idea must be placed on hold until I have dealt with Angela. I must replace a way of not renewing the contract without suspicion. Along with replaceing L.C. and setting him straight