My Mate Had A Girlfriend novel Chapter 22

"I of course am angry right now that you lied and also because that little piece of your mate had hurt you. But right now, with you in this kind of condition, I suggest you to meet him. We're werewolves, Beatrix. We're supposed to heal fast but you're not, because you don't have your mate by you," Brody continued.

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That night, I was visited by Jean. Calvin's sister. It had been a long time since I hung out with her or just accompany her play with her dolls.

"Hello Beatrix," she said and climbed on the chair next to my 'sick' bed.

"Hello Jean," I replied, smiling.

"When are you going to get off the bed?" she asked.

"I don't know yet," I answered, "Rose, the doctor said I will be under bed-rest until I recover."

"Can you please recover fast so that you can play with me? Mom and Dad are always busy. Sean has Lana and Calvin has Valerie. No one wants to play with me," Jean complained. She was the youngest in the pack the other children were about 0 and above, leaving her being the only 5 year old.

"Okay, I'll try to recover fast and spend time with you," I told her, "I promise."

"Thank you Beatrix," she thanked me sadly and climbed on the bed next to me to give me a small hug as she rested the side of her head on my chest. My hands instinctively went to hold her head there, giving some strokes until the door burst open, revealing someone I didn't want to see.

Jean propped her head up and from her voice I could almost see her eyes lit up, "Calvin, you came!" Jean jumped down the bed and went to hug Calvin's knees.

"Jean, I'm here to see Beatrix. Can you let me talk to her personally first and then I'll put you to sleep," Calvin said, rushing his words as he kept exchanging glances between me and his sister.

"Promise?" Jean asked, sullenly.

"Promise," Calvin said and kissed her on the forehead.

"Okay," Jean mumbled.

"Oh and do not let anybody know that I am here okay?"

"Why?"

"Cavin," I muffled against his mouth but it only made him pressed harder onto it. I was then reminded of what Rose had told me. She said, only sex would help with healing. Oh god! Was Calvin gonna have sex with me, right here on this hospital single bed? Was he going to mark and claim me now?

I tried to stop him but instead of voicing out, I let out moan. Calvin's hands were now everywhere on me while mine went to his hair. I didn't realize that I was kissing him and soon enough, we were making out. His hands went under my blouse, in my pants, underneath me and everywhere; he was touching me everywhere and shame to say I was enjoying all of them.

Calvin's mouth move to my neck and sucked on that spot that I guess would be the place he would want to mark me. Wait! Would he even mark me? I told him to reject me. Would he listen to me? I was now so confuse. Whenever he was being a jerk, I'd just want him to reject me but at times like this when he's showing me love with his hands and mouth... I wanted to stay by his side.

'But he has Valerie,' my wolf spoke after days which I was grateful for because first, I knew she wasn't dead and second, it knocked some sense back into me that Calvin indeed had Valerie.

Placing my hands on Calvin's chest, I pushed him roughly so that he moved away from me. "Don't do this to me," I told him.

"Do what?" He asked, puzzled as he was still hovering over me.

"Stop the drama. You know exactly what you're doing to me and I want you to stop. Remember Calvin, you have Valerie."

"Now you stop it Beatrix. You're my mate and I don't care about other people as long as I have you," Calvin said as he cupped my face firmly.