My Professor Is My Alpha Mate (Lila) novel Chapter 222

Enzo’s POV

“I need to leave, Alpha,” I said as I went back into the meeting room.

All the Alphas turned their attention to me with curious frowns.

“Is everything okay?” Bastien asked, narrowing his eyes at me.

“Hazel is awake and requesting to see me,” I said, trying to keep my voice calm.

Bastien’s eyes widened.

“It’s great that she’s okay,” Bastien said after a pause. “You’re free to go. I’ll catch you up on the rest of the meeting later.”

“Thank you,” I said, nodding my head in respect as I turned away.

“Good luck protecting the witch,” Jonathan sneered from behind me. “I hope it was worth it.”

I was going to say something snarky in return but chose not to. If I turned around to face him, I was unsure I’d be able to keep Max inside. He really wanted to rip Alpha Johnathan’s head right off his shoulders.

I took a steady deep breath and left the meeting house.

It took me about 30 minutes to drive back to my pack and get to the hospital. The doctor that was assigned to Hazel, Dr. Ryan, met me outside the doors of Hazel’s room. He was leaning against the wall and writing something on a clipboard when I approached.

“Oh, Alpha. Good evening. You arrived quickly,” Dr. Ryan said, bowing his head slightly.

“This is important,” I told him in return. “It couldn’t wait.”

“Understood,” he said in return.

He stepped aside for me to enter the room but before I could open the door, his voice returned but much lower.

“She’s a little out of it… so just be wary.”

I frowned, unsure of what that meant, but not really caring right now.

I stepped inside the room to see Hazel lying in bed; she was hooked up to multiple different machines, but none of them were breathing machines like they were yesterday. I was glad she was now breathing on her own. However, she looked sickly pale, and it seemed as if she had lost a drastic amount of weight.

She had dark bruises along her jawline and large bags under her eyes as if she hadn’t slept in a century. Her eyes were also swollen from being beaten and her lips were puffy and cut. I could only imagine what the rest of her looked like, but I wouldn’t dare look.

I had only met Hazel, maybe once when I was a young boy. She was always locked away in her house; the only signs of her existence were the shield around the village and the protection we felt. Other than that, it was like she didn’t exist. Though she was only around for a little over a year before I was taken to the Calypso pack, I never really got a chance to get to know her.

But seeing her injured like this made me feel sad.

“Enzo?” She breathed, trying to peer at me through her bruised and swollen eyes. “Is that you?”

“Yes, it’s me,” I said, stepping toward her. “How are you feeling, Hazel?”

“Stupid…” she murmured. “So, so stupid…”

“This wasn’t your fault—”

“I’m aware, Alpha,” she said sharply. “But I shouldn’t have left the village. I knew they were out there, waiting for me. I knew your men, simple warrior wolves, were no match for the dark magic of the Starcove Coven.”

I sighed, sitting beside her bedside.

“I’m so sorry for putting you in danger,” I said, shaking my head in defeat. “I had no idea—”

“They’ve been after me for a long time. That shield around the village isn’t just for the Volana wolves… it was for me too.”

“I don’t understand why. Why are they after you? What do they want?”

She was quiet as she looked away from me and for a moment, I thought she wasn’t going to answer.

“They think I’m a traitor for wanting to help Volana wolves,” she finally murmured. “It started before I even met your mother. She wasn’t the first Volana I had befriended and because of that, I signed a death certificate.”

“Why do they find you to be a traitor for befriending Volana wolves? What do they have against them?”