My Most Precious Human novel Chapter 119

I had a slight taste of déjà vu once I opened my eyes and saw drops of drip flowing in a plastic tube. I instantly remembered when I woke up in Argent Investment Bank's medical center. It felt similar yet different… What felt similar was the hospital bed, but once I turned my head to the side, I saw a large window and a sunset over a beautiful forest outside. When I turned to the other side, I saw Draven sitting next to my bed. He was asleep. His head was lying on the bed with his cheek near my right hand that he was holding. His grip was tight with a hint of possessiveness in it. Staring at his calm, sleeping face, I started recalling every second of my fight with Brick. Once my mind captured the image of my ripped shoulder, I turned my eyes, trying to check how bad it looked.

The whole area around my left collarbone and arm was patched with thick bandages and some stinking, herbal ointment underneath the layers of gauze. I tried to move my arm a bit and, surprisingly, felt no pain. I was aware of my body's regeneration skills, but I had yet to grasp the limit of them. Considering the fact that Brick bit off a piece of my shoulder, I doubted that it would grow back within hours. If it did, I would have to start suspecting that I was turning into a big salamander.

My imagination wasn't helpful, and I nearly burst out laughing, picturing myself as a human reptile. Then I thought that it was more likely that my painless state was caused by very effective painkillers… This would explain my weird sense of humor and the rationality of a ten-year-old. I started to wonder what was in that drip, and let out a deep sigh, mocking my slightly on-high state of mind.

"Lilith?" My exhale turned out to be loud enough to wake up Draven.

I looked at him and slowly formed a smile on my face. The strands of his black hair framed his face, underlining his masculine and sexy features. I couldn't say that I didn't enjoy the view. Draven's onyx eyes betrayed concern… completely unlike when I fought Brick, which immediately reminded me that I was supposed to be mad at that arrogant Alpha douchebag. Unfortunately, at that moment, I was unable to frown, let alone show irritation, a clear downside of the medications flowing from the drip right into my veins…

Draven was still holding my hand while looking into my eyes. I looked back at him with an emotionally-filtered, drug-suppressed stare.

"How do you feel?" he asked, with a hint of an apologetic tone in his voice.

"Like shit," I replied with close to no mimicking muscle movement.

"Lilith… listen, I-"

"Could you come back later?" The question slipped out of my lips naturally.

"What? Why?" He frowned, surprised and confused.

"Those drugs…" I sighed, "I cannot be mad at you while they are working, and I think you deserve my anger… and a slap… or a punch in the face… or chin… or-"

"Fine. I get it." He smiled wryly, stood up, and walked to the door.

I observed him grabbing the door handle, and then he suddenly stopped.

"I ordered that Brick be thrown into the dungeon for disgraceful behavior. If you want me to, I will order to kill him," he said without turning towards me.

"No need," I said as firmly as I could, "I don't blame him for what happened as much as I blame you."

Draven didn't say a word. He only lowered his head, as if he thought exactly like me, and then he walked out, closing the door behind him. Well, he should feel guilty. It was due to his stupid, jeopardizing me behavior that I lay on that bed.

I rolled my eyes, trying to fight off the damn drug in my system. As soon as I thought of falling asleep again, someone walked into my room.

"Hello, Ms. Lilith. I'm glad you're awake."

I turned my head and saw a beautiful, black-haired lady doctor, gazing at me with grinning golden eyes, glowing like jewels framed in her soft latte-colored complexion.

"Hello," I responded faintly.

"I'm Melinda Adelman. I am the pack's mansion's main doctor," she said. "I patched you after Alpha brought you here."

"I see… Thank you." I tried smiling.

She grinned even wider than when she entered and then walked closer to me to lean over me.

"What are you, Lilith?" She asked with a suspicious and agitated look as if I had just become her favorite experimental patient.

"You're like Will in the skirt," I chuckled under my breath, clearing my throat to respond, "Human with a lot of Alpha genes but no Wolf gene."

"Oh, I think you are more than that, honey," she giggled.

That made me come back to my salamander theory again…

"Your regeneration ability is extraordinary!" she called out in increasing excitement. "At one point, I even thought that you might be a hybrid…"

"A… what?" I processed her way of thinking.

"You know, half-wolf and half-vampire child, but then Alpha told me about your heritage… This is really amazing!"