After She's Terminal The Alpha Regrets (Elaine and Lucas) novel Chapter 308

Liam sat stiffly in the waiting room as a nurse placed a closure strip over one of the cuts on his face. He tried to just stare off into the distance as she carefully applied it to keep it closed. His knuckles had already been wrapped and the doctor had checked him for a concussion.

He didn’t have one, but Liam thought it was unnecessary to check either way.

Lucas sat on the opposite side of the waiting room, being equally attended too. He had an ice pack for his ribs and was being fussed over by two nurses that were ensuring their Alpha had the best possible treatment.

Liam tried not to glare.

“You can’t do this to me!” the shrill cry echoed through the hospital. Both Alphas turned to look as two officers began to drag Ayla out of hospital. The doctor must have cleared her for leave by now.

“Back to the sanitarium?” Liam muttered the question, not sure he even wanted the answer. A mental hospital was too good for Ayla.

Lucas watched a moment longer, then shook his head. “Not this time.”

“Let go of me! Lucas! Oh, there you are. My love. My life! Tell them to get off me!” Ayla said, kicking and fighting and not making any step forward easy for them. Lucas turned to look at the ground instead.

“You love me! I know you do! You marked me, Lucas. Don’t you dare ignore me!” Ayla shrieked.

“Don’t make this hard on yourself, Ayla,” Lucas muttered. “Just go with them.”

“So they can lock me up again?”

Lucas ignored her.

“Don’t you dare look away! Look at me while I am talking. Lucas. Lucas. My love, please. I am your fated mate, you can’t do this!” Her entire expression shifted when he continued to just look at the floor an not at her. “I won't let you forget me! Mark my words, Lucas. Do you hear me? You will never forget!”

Several others in the waiting room watched with wide eyes. Some amused, others more confused.

Liam watched. He watched as she was dragged outside, screaming at Lucas, and being entirely ignored. The fight to get her into the squad car was even more work.

One officer had to cross to the other side of the vehicle and quite literally pull her inside. Liam only looked away once the car vanished outside of the parking lot. Only then did he turn to look at Lucas again.

“I still can’t believe your fated mates with her,” Liam said.

Lucas buried his face in his hands. “I wish I wasn’t.”

Fate had played a very cruel trick on him to attach him with someone like Ayla. Lucas saw that now.

He felt sick to his stomach. One of the nurses noticed his pale complexion. “Would you like some water, Alpha?” she asked.

Lucas didn’t even reply verbally, just waved the woman off. He remained staring at the ground. Guilt ate him up inside. Guilt and regret.

If he could go back in time and change everything, he would. He’d do things better. Treat Elaine better. Yet nothing could send him back. So all he could do was regret.

He swallowed back the bile he felt building in the back of his throat.

Perhaps this is what Elaine truly meant when she said it was too late for him. Because every time she needed help, Lucas was never there. It’s not as if he didn’t want to be. He simply…wasn’t.

Something else always came up. Always took precedence. He’d never stop feeling guilty about that now. It took him far too long to understand Elaine.

Yet he did now and he wished he’d made more effort from the start.

Five hours passed.

It was well past morning by the time they heard any news. Liam fell asleep in the waiting room, too exhausted to stay awake.

Lucas didn’t sleep at all. He remained seated, leaned forward on his knees, staring at nothing. Thinking about everything.