Selling Myself To The Alpha
Chapter 47

Liana POV

"Good morning," the soft, angelic voice of the nurse is like sandpaper against my eardrums. Why in the name of everything holy must they wake me at five in the morning? Why are sick people not allowed to sleep in?

"It's still night," I complain as I pull the cover over my face against the light. I did not have the best night's rest. Between the unfamiliar noises, I kept on waking up. Not to mention the stabbing pain in my chest at one o'clock this morning. It was so painful, I thought I was having a heart attack. But just as suddenly as it appeared, it disappeared.

"I'm sorry," she says softly, lifting my arm to take my blood pressure. "I'll be quick."

"What day is it?" I yawn as I turn on my back and look at her.

"Wednesday," she smiles. "You're allowed to receive visitors today."

"Even better, three more days and then I can go home," I smirk. I am not too fussed about the visitors. Between Drew, Carol and Axel I was not alone for a moment. Last night I insisted that Drew and Carol go home and get a decent night's rest. There is no need for someone to watch over me while I sleep.

"Maybe," there is a warning in her voice and instantly I am irritated. I want to go home.

"All done," the nurse smiles. "You can go back to bed."

"Thanks," I bite back a sarcastic remark. She is only doing her job, there is no need for me to take my mood out on her.

"Do you need help?" She asks as I get out of bed.

"No, I'll be fine, thank you," I say as I take a moment to replace my footing. Once I am certain my legs will not give in, I gather my things to take a shower. I need to wash this sick-person hospital smell off me.

**

After washing my hair and brushing my teeth, I feel human again. And I could finally get rid of that ridiculous hospital gown and put on my own pyjamas that Carol brought.

I smile happily when I get to my bed again and notice that I have clean linen. Now I really am grateful that I did not snap at the nurse. They truly are taking good care of me.

"Why are you out of bed?" Axel sounds upset and rushes towards me to help.

"Because I'm not an invalid and I have needs," I slap his hand away that reaches for me. "You can fondle me or even molest me but if you so much as try and help me I will have your head."

"I wasn't going to help," he looks at me with a twinkle in his eyes. "I was reaching for your boob."

"Sure," I roll my eyes. "Because that's what you always do."

"Since we're on the topic," he smiles wickedly as his arms go around my waist and he pulls me closer. I look at him in anticipation and sigh contently when his lips finally touch mine.

My hands glide up his arms and ties behind his neck. Happiness bubbles in me as I allow his tongue to explore my mouth. I have missed him and his touch so much. Desire starts pooling down below and I push closer to him. His hands stroke over my back and cup my bottom. Instinctively I wrap my legs around his waist, and he carries me to the bed. "Lock the door," I pant as he kisses my neck.

"You're still sick," he murmurs against my skin. "We shouldn't go any further."

"I'm not contagious," I start undoing his buckle. "And as long as we don't reenact the Kamasutra, I'll be fine."

"Liana, I want what's best for you and ..."

"Then lock the door," my voice is hoarse with desire.

"You're supposed to be on bed rest," he protests but walks to the door and locks it.

"I am on the bed," I smile as I pull my pyjama top over my head. "And I will be resting afterwards."

"I cannot argue with your logic," he grins before he takes my n****e in his mouth, and I groan in delight.

My fingers revel in the silkiness of his hair for a moment before I continue undoing his pants and push them down his hips. His erection is hard and throbbing in my hand as I stroke him.

He lifts his head and looks me in the eyes before he takes me by the hips and pulls me closer to the edge of the bed. I lift my hips and he strips off my pyjama pants and I smile lovingly at him as he centres himself before he gently glides into me.

"Oh, yes," I whimper in delight as I push my breasts against his chest. I cling to him as he continues thrusting into me. I indulge in the sparks that are igniting everywhere he touches me and my orgasm creeps closer and closer. I bury my face in his shoulder to muffle my cry of ecstasy when I reach my climax. Axel shoves into me harder and faster until a groan escapes deep from his chest and he goes limp in my arms.

For a moment we only hold on to each other, catching our breaths before he pulls out of me.

"You should've kissed me when I was frozen," I mumble as I dress. "It would've heated me right up and then I didn't need the hospital."

"My mistake," he grins as he puts his pants on. "I'll have to compensate for that once you're out of here."

"I'm going to hold you to that," I laugh softly as I sit down on my bed.

"I brought you this," he holds out my tablet. "I figured you might want something to keep you busy."

"You're the best," I smile brightly as I take it from him.

"Axel," I clear my throat and look cautiously at him. "About Angela and ..."

"I'm handling it," his lips pull into a thin line and his playful attitude turns into anger. "She and her parents departed this morning."

"I see," I swallow my disappointment. Hurt radiates through me as I stare at the tablet in my hands. She tried to kill me, and he is letting her go. After he told me to trust him and that he will not allow her to get away with it. I do not know why I am surprised. Angela warned me that he will pick her over me and she was right. And even if she did not say a word, I knew that he would move on to her. It is just my stupid heart that fell in love and like a fool, I clung to hope. So, what if he is kind and kisses me into another dimension? It means nothing. He will replace his mate or marry a suitable Luna and I do not make the cut.

"You should get back to the office," I fake my prettiest smile when I look him in the eyes. "Thanks for stopping by."

"I'll see you after work," he leans forward and kisses me before he walks out.

I bite hard on my quivering bottom lip as I lay down and clutch the tablet against my chest.

You stupid, stupid girl. I reprimand myself. Did I not have enough problems? Why did I add to my misery?

I turn my back to the door and pull the covers over my head before I sob my heart out into the pillow.

**

I am all cried out and staring absentmindedly at the wall. I do not want to do anything other than feel sorry for myself.

Somebody taps me on my shoulder and reluctantly I turn around.

"What are you doing here?" I ask surprised when I look into Luther's smiling eyes and sit up.

"When you didn't show up for class yesterday, I phoned your office and they told me what happened," he explains as he places a huge bouquet of white roses on the side table and takes a seat next to my bed. "How are you feeling?" "Bored out of my mind," I roll my eyes and keep my voice light and happy.

"Is that why you are crying?" He asks softly and I look away self-consciously. I bet my face is all puffed up and red.

"No," I clear my throat and keep my eyes on my fingers that are fumbling with the linen. "I enjoyed a pity party but I'm over it now."

"Are you sure?" The kindness in his voice makes me look at him.

"Yes," I put on my bravest smile. "And I will be my old self once I'm out of here."

"Maybe this will distract you," he grins and takes a paper out of his pocket. "You have an assignment for class."

"My first assignment," I laugh nervously.

"If you need help, just call," he shrugs, and I raise my eyebrows at him.

"Another clever ruse to get my number," I laugh.

"Guilty," he laughs heartedly. "But can you blame me? You're making it impossible to get close to you."

"Luther," I sigh and avoid eye contact. "We've had this conversation before. I'm not available."

"That's what I don't get," he says seriously. "You keep on saying that, but I don't see a ring on your finger or a boyfriend by your side."

"Actually, I don't have a boyfriend," I laugh awkwardly. "I don't but I'm in love with somebody and I'm foolish and it's hopeless, but I can't help it." "What kind of idiot doesn't want you?" He looks at me intently.

"The kind that's out of my league," I smile wryly. "So, let's just drop it, okay? It is what it is."

"Okay," he sits back leisurely. "But you do realize that now I have more reason to pursue you?" "You're still wasting your time," I shrug.

"If you say so," he gets up and comes to stand next to me. "But all I'm asking for is a chance." "Maybe one day," I say apologetically. "But not now."

"I'm a patient man, Liana," he looks longingly at me before he turns around and walks away.